Team Vargas: Chapter 2

Why am I not starting on Chapter 1? Well, that's simple. Chapter 1 is old news. Not old news as in bad old news, but we've been married now for almost three years. While some folks say that we are still in our "Honeymoon" stage, we've been moving right along. We bought a house last year (2008) and got a dog right before that. We are just trucking right along.

Chapter 2 of our lives began on May 23rd 2009, Memorial Day weekend. In fact, Memorial Day is a special day for both of us. I proposed to Tracey on Memorial Day weekend 2006 and we moved into our new house Memorial Day weekend 2008. So why would this years Memorial Day Weekend be any different. It was close to 8:00pm when the news came. I was sitting in my home office, trying to upload some patches for my World of Warcraft game, which I had not played in a few months, when Tracey showed up at the door, holding a pregnacy test stick in one hand and the other hand at her mouth in disbelief.

Not knowing what was going on, I asked her what was up. Then I saw it. The two lines every male who, if not ready and expecting to see them, would have their knees buckle underneath them and pass out. A warm and tingly feeling came upon me and for a split second, I thought I had peed myself. Luckily, it was just pure joy.

Tracey and I have been trying to get pregnant for a little while now with no luck. As some of you may know, planning to have a child is much like a strategic military plan. There's times of the month when all is just right, the wind is blowing perfectly, temperature is just right, (both human and outside) and all of the stars are in line. I'm guessing this happened sometime either right before our camping trip in early May or possibly during our camping trip. Btw, that's all of the details you are going to get on this. :-)

Now, back to the night of the 23rd. I don't trust most technological things, (even though that's what I do for a living, working with computers) but especially something you pee on. We hugged for a little while, some tears were shed and then I stopped downloading my patches for WoW and headed to the nearest drug store to get a fresh supplies of "pee-sticks". We raced to the store and she went in alone (not sure why I stayed in the car, we are not teen-agers, we are a happy young married couple). I was in the car waiting for her to get back and I was contemplating on who to call first. Not knowing who to call first I sat there and stared at my phone until she came back. Thankfully it was quick.

We headed back home and she took another test with this high-tech "pee-stick". It was digital. It read: "Pregnant". We hugged again. More tears were shed. This is what we've been waiting for. This little "stick" will forever change our lives.

The next logical step is to go see the Doctor to get medical assurance that the "pee-sticks" weren't lying. While they are accurate, I prefer to hear that we are having a child from someone who has spent the last 20 years in school learning to read such test and not totally on a $20 digital stick that I could of bought at Guitar Center that would have doubled as a tuner for my bass. :-) (that's what it looked like)

Since it was Saturday and it wasn't an emergency, we would have to wait until Monday to call her Doc to set up an appointment. So here we are it's Saturday night, and we find out we are pregnant. Who do we tell?


I was supposed to go to my parents house on Monday, but did not make it there. Instead we went on Tuesday night. We had dinner with my parents, we chatted a little and then Tracey handed a generic brown paper bag with handles and nice yellow paper on the inside. No, we did not give my parents or hers the "pee-stick". We gave them a pink and a blue baby booty. There was a card on which Tracey had written, "Pink or Blue coming to a house near you, January 2010". On the back of the card it read "A Team Vargas production 2009"


My mom, for a split second was confused and then it hit her like a Mac Truck. She yelled something in Spanish and started running towards Tracey and gave her a huge hug. More tears were shed. My dad had this big proud smile on his face and got up and hugged us both. More tears. Next, my sister came home and she screamed and was jumping up and down as if she had ants in her pants or was at a mosh pit, not sure which.

The next day we went to her parents house, pretty much went through the same scenario, dinner, small talk, then BAAAM!!! Brown bag. I think they were pretty shocked, they were for sure happy, but kept composed, unlike my family who went nuts. We then proceded to call several members of her family, some were calling anyways to talk to Grandma.


So, here we are right now, close to a week after the "pee-stick" episode, our next available Dr visit is not for another 2 weeks and we've only been able to tell our parents, her boss and my boss. Next people we tell will be our closest friends. There a small group of us that have known each other since we were in our early teeens. Most have kids already, as a matter of fact, one of my best friends has a baby prayer that he recites everytime I tell him that I'm about to go to Vegas for the weekend or camping or something like that. Well Eddie, your prayers have been answered.


I can't wait to tell my friends that we are expecting our first. It's been hard for the past week to sleep. My mind has been running non-stop. Trying to figure out what the next step is, what should I do now, is Tracey ok? does she need anything? Is she eating enough? Will it be a boy or a girl? What color should I paint babys room? What is the safest car seat? Day-care? how much is that? All of these things have been running in my head all week and I've just found out that I'm going to be a Dad! I think I need to slow down and just take it one step at a time. Day by day. Night by night, untill January.

I'm not very patient. You can ask Tracey. I can't wait until Christmas to give her the gift that I got her. I want to give it to her before then. She now has the upper hand. We don't want to know the sex of the child untill birth. It's going to a long hard road for me. I want to know right now, but I'll fight all urges and hang in there.


This will be our blog to post status on our journey, our experiences and the rest of the "chapters" we have coming. We will update as time allows, as well as when we have information to pass along or I feel like standing on my soap box and beat you down with poor grammar and spelling.

thanks

--edgar

**Grammar and spelling corrected by Tracey on July 30th**