I haven’t written for weeks. I couldn’t. Something truly miraculous happened. Several weeks ago I was just feeling really off, I had a big night out planned so decided to take a pregnancy test to rule that out before giving way to too many glasses of wine. Sam didn’t want me to, he thought I would be extremely upset when I saw the inevitable negative result. And yet, I just couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasn’t myself.
I took a test, and a positive line came up immediately. I cried, and we were both in utter disbelief. This had actually happened naturally despite what Doctor’s told us was or wasn’t possible. A few days later an appointment with the Doctor confirmed I am pregnant, and that I was already 6 weeks along.
As I write this today, I’m in my 14th week. I didn’t want to write before this in case I jinxed everything and something bad happened. I still don’t fully believe this has happened even after seeing my baby on the ultrasound. It feels like a dream, and I’m still terrified somehow I’m going to wake up and find out that my baby has gone away. On the flip side, I’m ridiculously happy and can’t wait to meet our baby later this year.
To all of you who remain trying, my heart is with you and you are never ever far my thoughts ❤