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Untold Stories of the Zurcher Family

There’s a lot of stories that don’t make it to the blog. Some out of privacy, some out of being so-tired-so-I-choose-sleep-over-blogging, and other times its out of pure embarrassment. Like the following story below. Brian and I die laughing over this one over and over again.


Untold Stories of the Zurcher Family
Case File: #9495
Date: November 2014


A herd of elephants. 

Stampeding their way through our playroom. 

Tromping room to room, making the floor tremble. 

No, not our neighbors on the connecting wall.

And not our noisy toddler. 

And definitely not an exaggeration at all. πŸ˜‰

In all reality, it was fairly quiet in our house that Sunday afternoon. Ellie had cozy-ed up in our bed, legs sticking out of the covers as usual. I was working on an assignment for my church calling and sitting sideways in my office chair, as per usual. And Brian was being super helpful, as usual. While I typed away on the computer and Ellie snored in the other room, Brian went about cleaning up toys, wiping off the evidence of sticky little fingers, straitening pillows, and dusting shelves. I mean, he should have been kicking up his feet and taking a little snooze, right?

Typically, I would appreciate such a kind gesture, but today, oh today was different. Today, I was agitated and downright ornery. And my poor (super helpful) husband was about to take the brunt of it.

You see, every step he took while picking up toys and putting things back in their place sounded loud. And when I say loud, I mean LOUD. Like elephants loud! Our playroom was fairly echo-y and today it sounded a million times so.

After gritting my teeth too many times and feeling like my head was pounding, I finally had HAD it! I whipped around in my chair and through clenched teeth I asked Brian:

Would you STOP. walking. so. loud!?

I could tell by his face that he was stifling a laugh, so I think I actually said something referencing elephants. Oh dear! He could tell that I was not in a joking mood, so he quietly tip-toed out of the room. πŸ˜‰

It took me a little longer than usual for the guilt to set in as I realized what I said was completely out of line and could have been said SO much better. (I told you I was ornery!) And perhaps I had exaggerated…slightly. πŸ˜‰ I soon apologized (oh I felt so bad!) and he was quick to forgive, as usual. He’s put up with a lot of my crazy antics. πŸ˜‰

Later that night we laughed about my outburst, and while laughing I burst into tears. You know, one of those sob-laugh hysterically-sob again laughs? Yeah, that was me. Nutty ol’ me.

I went to bed tired and utterly befuddled by my wide range of emotions that day – that I was obviously handling so well. πŸ˜‰

Two days later,

we found out I was pregnant with Addie.

And at 6:15am after seeing the positive sign on the pregnancy test, we were quick to blame that Sunday afternoon outburst on the pregnancy hormones. πŸ˜‰

Crazier than normal outburst from wife = pregnant.

Well, at least that time. I’ve had my fair share of crazy outbursts that are not pregnancy related, haha. πŸ˜‰ 

Alexa Zurcher




  • Bekah

    I absolutely LOVE this post!!!

  • Unknown

    WAHH this is hilarious!! More please!! xoxoxoxoxo

  • Claire

    Hormones seriously blow my mind!! Pregnancies and periods always seem to solve emotional mysteries haha!!

  • Amy

    I love this so much! The two of you make an (amazing) pair like no other. Brian is so good at holding back his laughter during such moments and I admire it a lot!! Hahahaaa! The mood is quickly lightened by the two of you and how you choose to react to each other, love it!!

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