Let me start off by saying that we both looked forward to growing our family, but was unsure as to when the best time would be. After we got married, we both wanted to wait a while to really enjoy one another as a newly married couple. After our one year anniversary we decided to try, but not try, if that makes sense. Six months later I started to feel a little concerned that maybe something might be wrong because I still wasn’t pregnant. We then decided to actually try for a couple months and BOOM! I was pregnant!
I’m not sure if it was something we did differently or if it was just right timing. I believe it was just our time to finally go on this adventure together and we couldn’t be more excited.
One week I felt a little different and one of my co-workers asked if I was pregnant and quickly remembered that I was supposed to start my period in a few days. Normally before that time of the month I have a few symptoms, but this month I was experiencing nothing. During my lunch break I went out and got a pregnancy test and took it. The line was SUPER faint, but deep down I knew I was.
It was a couple of days before Christmas and I wanted to wait till then to share the news with Keith. Obviously, I was dying inside, so I broke my silence and surprised him right before we left for Michigan. He was a mix of emotions just as I was because we weren’t 100 percent sure if this was actually happening.
We flew into Michigan with this HUGE secret wanting to share our exciting news of becoming parents, but knew we needed to wait just one more day. The morning of Christmas Eve, I jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. I opened up the last pregnancy test and waited. The instruction manual recommends waiting about three minutes before you check the results. Three minutes never felt so long, it felt like eternity. I’m being dramatic, but when you are waiting for something as big as this, time stops.
There they were, TWO bright pink lines. I was ecstatic to say the least and ran to Keith. We both just sat in silence as our eyes teared up. This moment was pure joy. It was the most perfect gift and it came at just the right time.
To this day when I am by myself, I sit and think about all that I have been through. The good and the bad. The good is really good, but the bad has its way of being good in the end. I’m in awe of how amazing Jesus really is. He has been there every step of the way and has lead me into a life that I have always dreamed of. Here I am, with this growing belly, feeling incredibly grateful for this new adventure. I am going to be a mama!
Thanks for reading + if any mom’s out there have any advice, I would appreciate it so much.