This is one of those times where I’m actually glad that my site is still offline. And even if it were online, this isn’t something that I would post immediately, and would keep this one a draft until the coast is clear. Normally that’s kind of against the general idea of brogging, but there are special circumstances and exceptions in which I am more than willing to bend the rules with.
But if the post’s image isn’t the biggest hint in the world, let’s just go ahead and put it out in text:
My wife and I are going to have a baby.
Still feels a little weird and a bit amazing to having typed those words out in front of me, but there it is. My wife is pregnant; I’ve never been keen on the idea of couples who use the royal “we” when referring to announcing a pregnancy, because let’s be real here, the woman is the only one who has to deal with all the physical burden of the whole process, so it’s her pregnancy, while I am the schlub who will do anything and everything I can for her while going through it.
She’s going to be a mom, and I’m going to be a dad. An 엄마 and an 아빠. Together, our brand-new family is going to be getting just a little bit bigger.
God damn, that didn’t take long at all. Kids were never off the table between the two of us, and I always imagined that I would have at least one kid in my lifetime, but damn I didn’t realize we’d succeed at getting this plan off the ground barely two months after the wedding. Sure, we knew what could happen once the safety net was removed, but I guess both of us didn’t realize that we’d be this expedient at getting the project launched.
I mean, I love efficiency as much as the next control freak, but damn.