I’m awake at 5am…on a Saturday. I’m sick and honestly just want to go back to bed.
But I absolutely could not be happier to be going through this today.
On September 10, 2010, I took this test…and it told me I was pregnant for the first time. I can’t believe that was one year ago. It really is crazy how much we’ve been through in just a year…but I could not be prouder of our journey.
I’ve never really blogged about that weekend, just because by the time I was telling everybody, we knew that it wasn’t going to last. But it was one of the best weekends of our lives.
This is a picture of us at the football game that weekend (it was Penn State, just the same as today by coincidence)…we were so happy. Naturally, when you get pregnant, you don’t want to think about the fact that it might not be guaranteed. So we didn’t…not until things started going downhill at least.
I just didn’t know that that weekend would be the only time we would ever be able to celebrate that pregnancy. I started having signs of miscarriage that next Monday, and the situation never really improved.
So yes, morning sickness and insomnia are not the most glamorous parts of pregnancy. But am I complaining today? Absolutely not. Because the me of last year would have done anything to be in the me of this year’s shoes right now.