There were two pink lines staring up at me.
I'm pretty sure my husband reacted first. He smiled and whispered Wow!
I went throughout the rest of my day and I couldn't tell you now what I did, what I ate or who I talked to. It was all a blur. I carried that pregnancy test around with me in a plastic bag. I couldn't stop looking at it. TWO pink lines. And at my core, I felt relief, joy and peace. But what I noticed more than anything was the absence of fear. When you've experienced loss enough times, fear and doubt can easily find their way in. But not this time.
Twelve weeks has passed since that day and I'm overjoyed to say that we have heard our baby's heartbeat. Healthy and oh so strong. My body has begun to change rapidly. I feel this pregnancy changing me in emotional and spiritual ways as well. Each day, each new symptom, I feel more and more peace. Max talks to my belly every day, sharing his humorous words of wisdom with our child. We eagerly wait for the time I feel those first kicks. We toss names around, research local birthing classes, work slowly on our birth plan. Some days it feels so surreal, mostly it's becoming more and more real with each passing day.
Soon I'll begin sharing more about how I'm keeping healthy during this pregnancy, the birth plan we're creating and much more. For now, celebrate with us? We have much to be thankful for.