Since we got married in August 2014, we were really trying to have a baby. I think I was too eager to have one that it kind of backfired on me. So when I finally got a positive reading last night, I was in a state of shock. I was already starting to consider that I am infertile or sick. I was hospitalized and taken to the ER last night over what I perceived as heat stroke or a fainting spell. As it turns out, there’s already a bun in the oven and he/she has been taking up my energy.
I’ve peed on a stick countless times and I sometimes even had to delude myself into having that imaginary second line. But this time, I did not even have to squint my eyes because it’s clear as daylight. It’s finally here. All of the sore boobs, constipation, food cravings, dizzy spells, and general hot feeling seems to be worth it. The feeling is indescribable. This year, I learned new things about life and it was somehow preparing me for this next phase. I am really grateful because I was actually starting to worry about my fertility. Adoption has been a possibility I am exploring in case my worst suspicions were correct.
I am going to park this post right here for now while I think of my life-changing experience last night. 🙂 I am really grateful. I’ve always told myself that I am not God’s favorite. But I have my moments. 🙂