I feel like the whole world has been mysterious and secretive, during the past half year. Many social media posts are vague. People who normally share and brag about dining and traveling, don't want to be judged. I get it.
I'm a faithful keeper of good secrets, but I don't like it. It's hard. I've been keeping a happy secret for 2 months!
In June, Don and I were out by the pool when we got a FaceTime call. This is how we looked when our daughter and son-in-law told us they were expecting! I squealed so loud that my neighbors probably figured out the news... about their neighbors becoming grandparents!
Sharing with Family
On July 31, we Zoomed with the parents-to-be, along with our son & daughter-in-law.
Earlier that day, Heidi had gone for her first prenatal check up. She'd gone alone, because of Covid. But we were all together on Zoom when she and Jamie shared photos! We still needed to keep quiet for another week, until results of the NIPT test.
We were driving to Oregon, when Heidi called with a good report on the test. Did we want to know if it was a boy or girls? I laughed and hollered back, "Not yet! Not on the phone!"
A few days later, Don and I joined the 4 "kids", at the Airbnb.
We gathered around the table in the evening and Heidi and Jamie told us to pick a balloon color, to match our guess.
Don and Scott picked pink. Chali and I picked blue. On the count of 3, we started blowing. I blew so fast and hard that my blue balloon inflated, despite the pin pricks that Heidi had put in the blue balloons. "It's a boy!" I shouted!
Heidi laughed and shook her head. I looked at Don and Scott holding inflated pink balloons. My blue one fizzled slowly. "A Girl???" I screeched!
I grabbed one of the pink balloons and hugged Heidi. I have a history of baby reveal confusion. When Heidi was born the doctor announced, "It's a lovely little lady!" That was too subtle for me. "Boy or Girl?" I demanded.
We celebrated that evening and shared news with more family.
The next day we called my Dad, in Missouri. That call was the most fun of all my daily, Pandemic-Dad-calls, during his 6 months of room confinement.
A few days later, Heidi and Jamie got clever with some kite decorating. It pays to have a lot of silly stuff packed up for quarantine entertainment!
The Baby Hurst kite could be handy for revealing the fun secret, on Facebook!
I wish we all knew the secret about when this pandemic will end! I so hope things are somewhat... or ALL better, by February!
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!