Today is a special day for me. Let me tell you about what happened on this day 2 years ago.
I had gone to bed the night before after a couple glasses of wine, because I was scared. Scared that there may just be a little bun in the oven. I told the hubs, who replied with”you do this every month, you are not pregnant”. Hehe. Okay so I got scared often, but not like this. Something was different, I think I knew deep down what the answer was. I decided to take the test the next morning.
I got up to get ready for work. I loved my job. The job that I started a whopping 5 weeks before this. I showered, then put on my fluffy robe, so I had something to wipe away the tears with. I took the test and almost instantly, it was positive. I sobbed. I feel bad saying that, but it was totally unexpected. We were young, just moved to California and having our great adventure. I could hardly get the words out to Billy. I was shocked that he was the one comforting me. I never thought that would be the case. Then I realized he was in shock, because he told me that it might be wrong and I should probably take another one once I got to work.
I got to work and twiddled my thumbs until the pharmacy in the hospital opened. I got another test, took it, and what do you know? It was positive. I did a great job hiding it from my co-workers. Yeah, right. I cried so hard one of my doctors took me into his office and had me sit there to calm down. Yep, I am that woman who told my entire office I was pregnant the day I found out. Luckily, we live across the country from our families, so they couldn’t tell them.
I talked to Billy to tell him his “second test will be negative” plan failed. Now, this was the day that several coal miners were trapped in the mine in Utah. Billy told me “Molls, we always wanted this, it is just a little early. There are people out there loosing family members, and we are gaining one.”
Now I see my little man running around the house, blowing kisses at me, and I couldn’t imagine my life without him. I seriously think it would be boring. I am a blessed mama!
On to another topic. I am about to point fingers, and call YOU out in a crowd.
I love all your sweet comments. I love them so much, that I usually have something to say in response. (Who am I kidding? I always have something to say.) Some of you have your email preferences set so I can’t respond to you, even though I REALLY want to! I am such a pro with the whole technology thing, that I have been sending emails in response for oh, 6 months or so, and I had no idea you weren’t getting them. Sheesh.
The following bloggy friends have lots of emails from me floating in cyberspace:
Now, I am not telling you that you have to change your settings, I just wanted you to know that I haven’t been ignoring you and not responding. You seriously think I would do such a thing?!
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