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bedroom for all of my clothes. He couldn’t believe how much stuff I had!
I didn’t mind that the house looked like a man cave. I didn’t want to redecorate—and in turn, spend money on the apartment—because I knew we were going to move and that I would soon be decorating a whole house. I did change the drapes and some other small things, just to give it a bit of a feminine touch.
At this point, Joe was running his businesses and I was working, too. Right after college and before I married Joe, I worked at Nordstrom in Jersey’s Short Hills Mall, before I became an assistant buyer at Avenue in Rochelle Park. After that, I landed a great job at Macy’s Herald Square, the company’s flagship store in New York City, as an assistant buyer in the corporate offices, where we did the buying for all of their stores. I worked hard, and before I knew it, I got promoted to associate buyer. After a great run at Macy’s, I went to work for Nine West and later on at Calvin Klein, in their corporate offices, selling handbags to stores like Macy’s and Bloomingdale’s. (I think people forget—or just don’t know—that before I started doing Real Housewives , I enjoyed a successful career in the fashion business.)
F rom the minute Joe and I got married, we wanted to have kids. I was twenty-seven when I got married and Joe was twenty-nine, so we said, “Whenever it happens, it happens.” Since we were so in love, we really wanted to have a baby together.
That May, just seven months after we got married, I missed my period. I thought, There’s no way I could be pregnant already. I drove to CVS and bought a pregnancy test, just in case. I remember how nervous I felt on the drive there and back. As soon as I got home, I took the test while Joe was at work. It came up positive! I thought maybe I did the test wrong, so I went to the store and bought another one, which also came up positive. I still didn’t believe I was pregnant. So I went back, yet again, to buy another test.
The test was positive—again. I thought, Oh my God. I’m really pregnant . . . I was nervous because I had never spent a lot of time around kids before. I didn’t have any little cousins or anything like that, and I never babysat for anyone because I was either working at my dad’s repair shop or at Shoe Town.
But I was so excited, too. I couldn’t wait to tell Joe. I knew he was going to be so happy! I waited to tell him because I wanted to give him the good news at his thirtieth birthday party. I had been planning a surprise party for him, but now it would be a double surprise. But that plan went out the window fast. I was just too excited. I had to tell him—on the day of the party he didn’t know about.
I like to make these important moments unforgettable, so I bought two pairs of booties—one pink and one light blue—and gift wrapped them. I filled our bedroom with pink and pale blue balloons. Since it was his birthday, I handed him the two gifts. I was sitting next to him on the couch in the living room. He opened the first package and looked at the pink booties, but didn’t say anything. Then he opened the other package and saw the blue booties. He looked at me like, “What?”
“Now do you know what your gift is?” I said, beaming.
He leaned in toward me and took my hands in his, asking me if we were really going to have a baby. When I said yes, he leaned me back on the couch and started kissing me.
“But there’s more!” I told him. I led him into the bedroom, where he saw all the balloons. I told him I wanted to go to the deck and let them all go, so we could send them to heaven and ask God for a healthy baby. Joe and I stood together on our deck and watched the balloons float into the sky. I felt so euphoric because I knew that my life was going to change forever. I just knew we were ready for this baby. It was such a beautiful moment, one that I will always treasure.
O nce Gia was born in 2001 (she was absolutely
I didn’t mind that the house looked like a man cave. I didn’t want to redecorate—and in turn, spend money on the apartment—because I knew we were going to move and that I would soon be decorating a whole house. I did change the drapes and some other small things, just to give it a bit of a feminine touch.
At this point, Joe was running his businesses and I was working, too. Right after college and before I married Joe, I worked at Nordstrom in Jersey’s Short Hills Mall, before I became an assistant buyer at Avenue in Rochelle Park. After that, I landed a great job at Macy’s Herald Square, the company’s flagship store in New York City, as an assistant buyer in the corporate offices, where we did the buying for all of their stores. I worked hard, and before I knew it, I got promoted to associate buyer. After a great run at Macy’s, I went to work for Nine West and later on at Calvin Klein, in their corporate offices, selling handbags to stores like Macy’s and Bloomingdale’s. (I think people forget—or just don’t know—that before I started doing Real Housewives , I enjoyed a successful career in the fashion business.)
F rom the minute Joe and I got married, we wanted to have kids. I was twenty-seven when I got married and Joe was twenty-nine, so we said, “Whenever it happens, it happens.” Since we were so in love, we really wanted to have a baby together.
That May, just seven months after we got married, I missed my period. I thought, There’s no way I could be pregnant already. I drove to CVS and bought a pregnancy test, just in case. I remember how nervous I felt on the drive there and back. As soon as I got home, I took the test while Joe was at work. It came up positive! I thought maybe I did the test wrong, so I went to the store and bought another one, which also came up positive. I still didn’t believe I was pregnant. So I went back, yet again, to buy another test.
The test was positive—again. I thought, Oh my God. I’m really pregnant . . . I was nervous because I had never spent a lot of time around kids before. I didn’t have any little cousins or anything like that, and I never babysat for anyone because I was either working at my dad’s repair shop or at Shoe Town.
But I was so excited, too. I couldn’t wait to tell Joe. I knew he was going to be so happy! I waited to tell him because I wanted to give him the good news at his thirtieth birthday party. I had been planning a surprise party for him, but now it would be a double surprise. But that plan went out the window fast. I was just too excited. I had to tell him—on the day of the party he didn’t know about.
I like to make these important moments unforgettable, so I bought two pairs of booties—one pink and one light blue—and gift wrapped them. I filled our bedroom with pink and pale blue balloons. Since it was his birthday, I handed him the two gifts. I was sitting next to him on the couch in the living room. He opened the first package and looked at the pink booties, but didn’t say anything. Then he opened the other package and saw the blue booties. He looked at me like, “What?”
“Now do you know what your gift is?” I said, beaming.
He leaned in toward me and took my hands in his, asking me if we were really going to have a baby. When I said yes, he leaned me back on the couch and started kissing me.
“But there’s more!” I told him. I led him into the bedroom, where he saw all the balloons. I told him I wanted to go to the deck and let them all go, so we could send them to heaven and ask God for a healthy baby. Joe and I stood together on our deck and watched the balloons float into the sky. I felt so euphoric because I knew that my life was going to change forever. I just knew we were ready for this baby. It was such a beautiful moment, one that I will always treasure.
O nce Gia was born in 2001 (she was absolutely
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