A Mrs. Understanding
February 22, 2005 | 10:30 am | Uncategorized | Conversations, Hitched | 0
Finally, this weekend, we worked up the nerve to call the parents and give them the good news. We actually wanted to wait and tell them until we had a few more details straightened out, you know, like THE DATE for instance, but we were dying to tell our friends, and so we figured the parents should know first.
C is an only child, and that, in combination with the fact that he’s never been married means that his parents are, like, totally dying for him to settle down and make babies already. I’d like to think that they really adore me, but as Lance put it when we told him, “All you are is a baby factory.”
We called them first, and we had them on speaker phone. C talked for a while, just a normal conversation as if, yeah, you know, nothing new is really going on. All the while I was sweating like a pig at a BBQ, I was so freakin’ nervous for some reason. Telling my parents would be a breeze but it was his parents that were intimidating.
Suddenly, C stops the casual flow of the conversation by saying, “Well, there is some news. We’re going to be adding a new member to the family.”
His dad laughed, but the comment set off his mom’s What Alarm. You know, that long, sustained, confused and surprised “Whaaaaaaaatttttt?!”
“Well,” C started to explain, “On Wednesday, when I asked Brit to marry me, she said she’d like to take my last name.”
The conversation progressed, while we explained to them that even though we hadn’t planned out anything, we knew we just wanted the whole event to be as simple as possible. They were so excited, and I didn’t really realize that the conversation had taken a wrong turn until his mom asked, “Have you put your hand on her tummy to see if you can feel it yet?”
“No!!!!” I shouted into the phone, while C just laughed and laughed at his own mischief. “He meant me! I’m the new member of the family!”