Beginning

When we returned to our apartment, it was time to start looking for a job. I had started my college years in Fashion Design and Merchandising, but after 2 years changed to Family Services. I had moved to Boston when I was 18 and was a nanny for a year. I thought maybe I would look for another nanny position near our home.

I went on one interview with a nanny agency. The lady gave me the wrong place to meet her, so I was late once I figured out the correct place. I found her to be a bit rude. When I got home I decided to look for a nanny position on my own. I found an ad in the paper. I went to meet the family. They had one little baby boy. He had some medical issues, but nothing I felt uncomfortable with. He and I bonded right from the start. I was hired.

I started right away. Monday through Friday while his parents worked outside the home. I loved this little boy. I looked forward to our days together.

A couple of weeks later I had news to tell the parents - and I was hoping they would still keep me. They did.

The news:

One morning - about a month after our wedding - I was feeling a little "off."

Tom and I decided to buy a pregnancy test. I went into the bathroom, then came out while we waited the few minutes the directions told us to.

Then we looked. Positive.

While waiting we were pretty excited. When we looked we were still excited, but a little nervous too. Wow! We were going to be parents!

The first thing I did was call my dad. 10 minutes after knowing I was going to be a mother, I shared the news with my father.

He sounded happy and surprised on the phone.

Most people we told sounded happy and surprised, especially surprised.

It worked out nicely. I was still able to be a nanny to the little boy I adored while expecting my own little boy.

Yes. We did find out we were having a boy while I was still pregnant.

We didn't want to know, but while my doctor was doing the 20 week ultrasound, she quickly pulled her arm away and said "Oops. I know what you're having." And I said "Well, now I know what I'm having." And she said "No you don't." And I said "You saw something. I know what you saw." And she continued to try and convince me that either way she would have seen something - while I kept smiling and telling her one thing would be more obvious than the other. We joked around for a bit then Tom and I just told her to tell us that what we were thinking was what she already knew.

Yes, we had a son.