So things have been a bit busy lately…
For those of you that aren’t connected on social media, I’ll catch you up:
First, on Christmas morning my man-friend and I went on a morning cross-country ski out to the beautiful meadow pictured above, to catch the sunrise. Then he proposed. And I said yes.
This brings me to Convo # 1
The scene: Christmas night, when putting the boys to bed.
Fraser: “Hey Guys, something really special happened this morning. I asked Ami to marry me. And do you know what she said?”
Fraser: “Yes! We’re gonna get married.”
Tristen: “Ooooh then you can have another baby! We don’t have a sister yet! She can have a baby girl!”
Robin: “I would be really nice to a little sister!”
Fraser: “Well, hold on now. We’re not having a baby any time soon. But maybe we will in a year or two.”
Tristen: “We can’t wait for our new baby sister!”
Then, on Wednesday of last week we decided to hold the wedding that Saturday… Because the sooner the better. We were then both asked several times if I was knocked up. The answer is no. We just can’t get my immigration paperwork going until we have our marriage certificate. And after 4.5 years of dating, we don’t really feel like waiting any longer to be legally allowed to stay together in the same place forever. So we threw together a wedding in 72 hours and it was perfect!
*We didn’t have enough time to book a photographer, so you get iPhone selfies in low light.
So now we are married! I got to officially take on two Bonus Sons, and apparently, now that Fraser and I are married, the boys are under the impression that “the baby” will be here any day now… or so they think. It’s been 4 days since the wedding.
The scene: Talking with their mom this morning during school drop-offs. >> She relayed this to us afterward.
Robin: “I wonder whether Ami will have had the baby already? You know, now that they’re married and everything.”
Tristen: “I hope it’s a girl.”
- Apparently Robin is under the impression that Mommies lay eggs and they hatch a few days later. Conversation ensued about how things are little more complicated.
- They also are worried about how long immigration will take… and are thinking I might have to go back to the U.S. and not be let in Canada anymore.
- Tristen: “I don’t see why King Trump should care if Ami moves here anyway.”
- A brief discussion about foreign powers then ensued.
Convo # 3
The scene: Tonight, right after dinner. I was cleaning up and Robin was finishing his meal.
Robin: “I think I can see the baby in your tummy right now. It’s looks bigger than the other day. “
Me: “There’s not a baby in my belly, buddy. I’m not pregnant. But even if I got pregnant today, my belly wouldn’t getting bigger for a few months.”
Robin: “Ok. Whenever you feel a baby inside you, just tell Daddy.”
Me: “Will do.”
Tristen: “You should have the baby in September on my birthday!”
Fraser: “Ok guys, there is no ‘The Baby.’ You can say a baby for one in the future.”
Fraser and I then launch into a discussion on how babies grow in the womb… which lead to the length of the gestation cycle and the size of a woman’s belly, (shoutout Google Images), which lead to the discussion on how eggs are there in the first place.
The scene: Approximately 4 minutes after the last conversation. They’re still thinking things over…
Tristen: “So wait… you said girls lay eggs every month?!”
Me: “We don’t LAY eggs like chickens.”
Fraser: “How about story time and snacks?”
Me and Fraser together: Mental high five.
Although we’ve promised them that we’d tell them once I became pregnant, they’re still referring to “the baby.” Can’t wait to hear what they’ve been telling their teachers and friends at school… Crazy kiddos.