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When they arrived Monday night, we could hardly wait for my mom to open her belated Mother’s Day gift…but wait we did. To miss the traffic from Orange County, they left in the evening and didn’t arrive at our place until almost 10 pm, brought by a coworker/poker buddy of my father’s. After making chit-chat for a bit, and me getting sleepier by the moment (as pregnant women are wont to do), we finally bid their friend adieu and decided to proceed with the inflating of the mattress they would be sleeping on in our office/guest room.

But alas, nothing is ever easy with us…it turns out the mattress inflation device was battery-operated, and of course, we did not have the right size for the job. Luckily, Vons is just around the corner and Daniel dashed off to buy them as I eyed the clock and wondered when the heck we’d ever get around to sharing the news! When Daniel returned, we made quick work of setting up the bed and finally settled down on the couch to relax.

With my dad sacked out in his undershirt and my mom removing the wrapping paper with the deliberate hands of a neurosurgeon, the big moment had finally arrived. For a second, it seemed she didn’t know what to make of the photograph… was it one of those post-modern images that come with the frame when you buy it? When realization dawned a split-second later, the expression on her face was priceless.

Seeing the happiness in both of them, the tears of joy, was totally worth the wait. My dad even exclaimed at one point, ‘Now I don’t want to go on this trip!’ At that, I assured him that I’d still be pregnant when they got back.

Exhausted but relieved and thrilled to finally have the news out, we all got ready for bed. The next morning, Mom and Dad shared a rather personal revelation with us. It seems that as they were lying down, trying to fall asleep, my dad turned to her and said, ‘You know, I’ve never slept with a grandmother before!’

Just one of many firsts sure to come our way…

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