July 26, 2016

A Russell Story

Now that it's blog official that I am pregnant, I feel I can share the following story.

My little brother Russell is seven years old. Over the last several years he has said the following things to me: "Where do babies come from?" "When are you going to have a baby?" "I think there is a baby in your tummy." "Is there a baby in your tummy yet?"

Shortly after we found out we were pregnant, we told my parents our news. For some reason, I assumed that they had told my brothers-- this wasn't the case.

I hadn't talked to Russell in awhile and one night when he was on the phone with me I said, "There is a baby in my tummy." What followed was this:

Russell: (Silence)
Julie: "She can't see you on the floor."

Apparently he fell on the floor in shock.

I received a text shortly there after saying that Russell prayed that we would have either a girl baby or a boy baby and not just a baby.

I sure do love that little squirt!

This past week he told me that my baby needs to hurry up and get here so he can play with it.

No comments:

Post a Comment