What not to say . . .
You’re awakened at 5:30 in the morning by your wife who seems either scared or aflutter. She shows you an oblong item and a book. Being the way you are, you’re not real perceptive having been awakened that early. You’re thoughts are:
Did the dog chew up a book?
Should I be prepared to investigate a noise?
What the Hell is going on?
It takes a few minutes and you look at the oblong object. You realize that it’s a home pregnancy test and the book is about being an expectant father (definitely a misleading name). The home pregnancy test has a rather identifiable bright blue plus sign right there in the middle. You look at your wife and realize that she is aflutter and not scared. The proper way to address this races through your mind. You contemplate what the next words out of your mouth will be. Your ideas include:
My boys can swim!
Gooooooaaaal!
Cool! Oral sex is no longer completely ruled out!
My pistol isn’t loaded with blanks!
Jumpin’ Jesus on a pogo stick!
So, you peed on this and now I’m holding it?
Instead, you do the right thing and hug your wife. She remains aflutter informing you that we need a name, have to call the ObGyn, prepare a nursery, decide who should we tell first, should we wait, and it goes on and on.
Words can’t describe how you feel.