In nine months will you come greet us?
Well, little one, we found out you're on the way today. I'm trying not to get too excited just yet. You see, we've had some problems in the past getting to this point, and we've had a lot of disappointment. But, we're so happy that you've made your presence known. At first, I didn't believe it, but after two or three tests, I suppose it's true. I think I'll breathe a lot easier once I know you're healthy and growing the way that you should be.
There really isn't an exciting story as to how I told your daddy that you were on your way. I took my temperature this morning and it was still high. I've been very sick, so I wasn't sure if I still had a fever or if something else was going on. I assumed I still had a fever, because I took a pregnancy test just yesterday and it was negative. Still, just to be on the safe side, before I started any medication, I wanted to make sure. And, I was surprised when I saw the results! Your daddy was in the closet, picking out something green to wear (seeing as how it's St. Patrick's Day and all) and I showed him the test. We both got a little lightheaded, but in a very good way. Maybe you'll learn this in thirty years, but even when you've been wishing, hoping, and trying to get pregnant, getting that "positive" still takes your breath away. Your daddy made a few jokes (you'll learn that he does that a lot) and then requested "baby back ribs" for dinner...you know, to celebrate.
I'm going to the doctor tomorrow, just to make sure everything is happening as it should be. I am so happy that you chose me to be your mom. I can't wait to meet you. So, I guess I'll meet you in nine months. Until then, find something to grab on to and hold on tight.
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