Monday, March 9, 2009

Oh Baby!

A year ago, I was in Kansas City on a business trip. It was a quick trip and the best part about it was getting to see Liz and her family. On the last day of the trip, I was sitting at my computer having a conversation, via Instant Messenger, with my mom.

Mama: Are you sitting down?
Joelle: Yes, why? (clearly thinking someone had died)
Mama: I think you are pregnant!
Joelle: Why would you think that?
Mama: I just know you are, and it is a girl and she will have red hair.
Joelle: You’re crazy.
Mama: Nope, I’m right. Take a test, you will see.
Joelle: I have to leave and catch my plane home. Talk to you later crazy.

Clearly my mom was crazy – how could I be pregnant? It wasn’t possible….or was it. I thought about it the entire way to the airport. I called Phil when I got to the airport.

Joelle: Hi
Phil: Hi, are you at the airport.
Joelle: Yes, my mom thinks I’m pregnant
Phil: What?!?
Joelle: Yep, she said she just knows….
Phil: Well, she knows things. She has the sense. You should take a test when you get home.
Joelle: I guess so, but I don’t think she is right.

I got home that night and decided to take a test. Phil and I stood over the test and watched the control line appear and then watched as the second line started to appear! I thought it was too light to be an actual line. I even thought maybe we were seeing double and there was only one line not two. Phil proceeded to read the box – “It says that even if there is a faint line, it is positive”. I still didn’t believe.
The next morning, I woke up and decided to try the test again. The box said the test is the most accurate in the morning. I was sure it wouldn’t show two lines. First Test: Two lines! So I took another one, just to be sure. Yep, two lines again! I walked downstairs and said, “I don’t know how she knew”.

Later that day, my mom and I were shopping at Macy’s. As we were walking through the fine china section, Phil called to ask if I had told my mom. As I was telling him that No, I hadn’t told her yet, she snuck up behind me and when I hung up, said, “What haven’t you told me?” So I said, “You were right, I’m pregnant” She started to tear up, so I started to tear up and just before we could have a special moment between mother and daughter, a sales person came from out of no where to offer help. Lesson learned – don’t tell your mom you are pregnant when you are at Macy’s.

Here’s to Mother’s Intuition. I only hope that I have this insight with my daughter!


  1. Awww... I love it! The best part of the story is that you were in Kansas City. Isn't it funny how we have to take several tests, just to be sure!

  2. Oh man, that is the best story. One more reason your mom is awesome (I'm sure it has something to do with her Price-ness.).