One Year Anniversary

Last night, actually early this morning, while laying in bed I realized that this is our anniversary
of finding out we were pregnant.

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I was "late." Even packing in preparation for our trip to Disneyland couldn't distract my thoughts. This might be "it." We had tried for a few months, but due to out-of-town meetings the timing was off, so it wasn't a surprise when we remained not-pregnant. Could we be so lucky that this first valid attempt would take?

We had discussed waiting to take a test until we returned from vacation, but I knew I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself in the happiest place on earth if this question was lingering at the back of my mind.

Returning home after church I grabbed the pregnancy test, a leftover from the two-pack purchased the previous Spring. Brien made lunch in the kitchen completely unaware of the life-changing events happening in the bathroom. It didn't take two minutes; as I washed my hands I watched the test change. Not having the the box or instructions I hurried to check the internet for accuracy.

Brien entered the den saying, "Lunch is ready."

"We're pregnant," I stated.

"What?"

"We're pregnant," I repeated. He started to look a bit wobbly and he definitely looked more than a bit shocked. "I took a test just now and it's showing that we're pregnant."

"Why did you just spring this on me? Couldn't you wait until I was sitting down?"

"I just found out. I'm surprised too."

"Wow. This is awesome! I can't believe we're pregnant, when are you due?"

We continued talking over lunch and Brien decided that, Sabbath or not, he needed another pregnancy test to confirm the results. It, of course, also issued a positive result. So here we are a year later with our cute, chubby four month old baby.

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We were so blessed to get pregnant as easily as we did. I know that it's not easy, or even possible for some couples.

Last night I reflected on the times over these last months when we have been exhausted; there were a few mornings I was grateful Brien was able to bring me the baby while I lay in bed because I was too tired open my eyes, let alone move to nurse her. If someone couldn't have children they might actually be jealous of the exhaustion, because it's a small price to pay for a baby. If you can't have children many parental complaints seem petty or ridiculous because, for whatever reason, you are not afforded the opportunity to share in those complaints.

I'm grateful I could have my baby. I'm grateful there were no complications, that my pregnancy worries and fears were not realized. Here we sit with a beautiful little girl who smiles at us and cuddles with us. Sometimes she cries for no reason; she always slows us down when we try to leave the house; she is expensive and time consuming. But she is worth every penny and more, she deserves all the time and love we can give her. Now that we have her our perspective and emotions have changed forever.