"Pregnant"

It's amazing how that one little word on a stick of plastic can change everything...

It was early on a Saturday morning (Oct. 23) and I just couldn't sleep. Am I or am I not? Are our lives about to change forever or stay the same? This is something I have wanted and waited for my whole life. I have always known that I would be a mom someday. In fact, that's really all I ever wanted to be. I've always wanted to teach as a career, but being a mom was something I felt created to do. I was made to be a mom.

For about a week I had been experiencing symptoms that I couldn't ignore. I had already done research on early signs of pregnancy so that I would know what to look for, and one by one they started to appear. As I was laying in bed that morning, I knew it was time to get up and take that pregnancy test...time to face the truth. Deep down I think I knew I was pregnant, but those little doubts creeping in were terrifying me. I looked over at Will, who was completely oblivious to my inner torment, debated waking him, and then decided to just sneak out of bed and do what needed to be done.

As I was waiting the standard 3 minutes for the results, I reached over the bathroom counter where the test was laying and something caught my eye. Wait...could it be?! Did I really just see what I thought I saw?! I grabbed the test, looked at the result window, and my hopes were confirmed. "Pregnant". PREGNANT!!!!!!!!! I opened the bathroom door, ran into the bedroom, and proceeded to tell my soundly sleeping hubby that I'm pregnant!! Ok, looking back I probably should have made sure he was fully awake before shouting the good news, but I was too excited to think about whether or not he was actually comprehending what was happening. Once I settled down a bit, and after he woke up enough to stare at me in confusion, I told him that we're going to have a baby. "Will, I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant, honey!"

And with those words we embarked on what I know is going to be the greatest adventure of our life together thus far. There's already been a lot of praying, researching, worrying, more praying, more researching - and I'm sure there will continue to be! One fact that has been my constant calming thought is that this baby of ours is in God's hands. He is the Creator and Sustainer of this little one's life, He is the one forming each tiny finger and toe (and everything in between), and as precious as this baby is to us, s/he is even more precious to Him.