One year ago…..
One year ago today I discovered I was pregnant. I also discovered why pregnancy tests come in packets of three - I had to take the test three times to truly believe it.
That night we went out for a celebratory dinner. This is us. Beaming. I ate a steak accompanied by a glass of water.
On the way to dinner I bought a book because I really had no idea what to expect. We spent the weekend in Canada where I kept my nose buried in this book. I remember sleeping all weekend on my back. I never sleep on my back. I did it so that I could rest my hand on my stomach. Already trying to protect my baby. Praying that we would all make it through to the vital 12 week mark.
I drew this picture. Me, John, Winston and a little sideways stick-baby. My family. An unconventional family. But a family nonetheless.
I remember going to my first obstetrician appointment 2 weeks later. I cried when I saw the tiny little flashing on the screen - the beating heart of my unborn 6 week old baby.
Many people told me I would miss being pregnant. Many people would be right. It’s a special time.
