When I was 25, I found out I was pregnant.
We were on vacation with Matt's family in Palm Springs, California. We were literally sneaking into drug stores and buying pregnancy tests on the sly, trying to keep our little secret. I had a few negative results and I was 10 days late.
On January 1st, I tried a test one more time. Matt and I were in the bathroom, waiting together. I couldn't help myself, I was watching, too. The second pink line slowly began to appear. I picked it up and showed Matt. We both stared as the line got darker and darker.
We were so happy and we just held on to each other for a few minutes.
I was delighted and thrilled and very very overwhelmed. I was in shock and a little bit of denial. At the same time, I felt the eternal shift that was happening. I had always wanted to be a mother; I just didn't know what that would be like. I had absolutely no idea what to expect. It seemed as if the universe had just been blown wide open and I was somewhere between flying and falling through it. This was it. This was real. Our baby was coming.
2 comments:
I remember when you told me you found out you were pregnant right before my wedding. You guys did a good job of keeping that little secret!
I remember taking that first pregnancy test--I was home alone and for some reason I KNEW what the result would be. But I was too nervous to watch that second line appear, so I set the microwave timer and laid my cheek on the counter and breathed deeply so I wouldn't pass out. It totally felt like the universe had turned inside out. Major life change vertigo!
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