What pregnancy means to me –
- It means being exhausted for four weeks straight and not understanding why.
- It means getting frustrated when people ask if you’re pregnant, when clearly we haven’t been successful for the past 3.5 years, so why would we be now without medicine?
- It means going from being exhausted to being so sick, and often times both.
- It means being absolutely surprised (and borderline angry) because we stopped seeing Boston IVF in September.
- It means crying a LOT in doctor’s offices.
- It means overwhelming relief to hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time at 12 weeks.
- It means grinning like the happiest lady in the world to see a little human bouncing around on the big screen.
- It means having a husband feed me saltines and sips of ginger ale and water when I wake up sick in the middle of the night.
- It means crying a lot in general.
- It means eating more grilled cheese sandwiches in the past five weeks than in the past five years.
- It means having eyes WAY bigger than my stomach.
- It means having this one spot in my back that always hurts.
- It means waking up in the middle of the night and having an internal debate about whether or not to get up and pee, or wait until the next time I wake up.
- It means having a really short temper sometimes.
- It means finally gaining weight after struggling for years to do so.
- It means being so happy I could cry. And I probably will.
- It means text messages from my mother and mother-in-law almost on a daily basis, and it’s adorable.
- It means not finding out the sex because it’s one of the few true surprises in life.
- It means finally pursuing my ultimate dream of being a full time photographer and stay-at-home mom.
On December 8th, 2015, our world shifted in a BIG way.
On July 27th, 2016, our world is going to shift again.
Today, we celebrate 5 years as a couple. We celebrate the last anniversary we will have as just husband and wife! I could not be happier or more terrified for what’s in store for us.