My wife, totally shocked and of course, in denial. We had our marital relations, and no, I won’t go into those type details. Afterwards, I looked at her and told her she was pregnant. At the time, she didn’t believe me, but two weeks later, she realises that it wasn’t very smart to doubt, lol.

So it goes for our first pregnancy, that two weeks later, she goes to take the pregnancy test. One week earlier it told her negative, which I immediately discounted. Once the test was taken, she covered the “baby thermometer” until it was time to check.

At the appropriate time, we both looked at the same time, and I immediately was grinning like a country possum eating barbeque pork skins on a back porch. (Those of you not from the south, this is not a racial slur, just an old country saying. I insert this correction early before someone assumes anything).

After a few moments of staring at the positive results, with me still grinning- not fully realising the implications it really meant at the moment, she looks up excited hollering “I’m pregnant!” Being the compassionate and understanding man that I am, I simply told her, “I told you.” LMAO, even now.

That was our first pregnancy, and since then, another one has come to us. And, yep, you guessed it, immediately afterwards I said those words again, one day from being two years to the day the last time I said them. Instead of doubting this time, she immediately began crying, she knew, as I did, there was no need to doubt. Needless to say, in July, we try to play monopoly or something else.

I have always been able to see pregnancy, even as it first starts, but it was amazing for me to pick up on my own children. Often time I can look at a woman and tell her she is pregnant, even before she knows herself. Exciting to some of the women I have told, but striking terror in others and their mates, lol. I don’t know why I am able to see this so easily, but I do.

Now, a few moments ago, my wife called. Said she was looking for something and found some letters I had wrote her before we were married. Guess what? The only letter with a postmark is dated March 27, the exact due date of our first born son, Alex. What’s more, I was telling her of our future kids together. I was as surprised as she, since I had forgotten the letter. So it is strange that on March 27, years before we would be together and even think of having children together, I was writing to tell her of our two little ones coming, and even further that the first born would have a due date of March the 27th.

I wanted to go ahead and post this while it was fresh, and since we love to tell the first part of this to anyone who listens, lol. Now, we have a little extra to add to it.