I still remember the nights I cried silent tears to myself wishing I could be a mother. I remember the dozens of single pink lines I threw in the garbage in frustration. And in one moment that all changed. New Years Day morning I awake and I knew it was time for my monthly pee on a stick. I had already made up my mind that it was not my time and not to get my hopes up to much. Two minutes later I was screaming in disbelief and shock as I finally saw those 2 pink lines. I have never felt such utter and complete elation.
Its been 8 and a half months since that glorious day and I have since then experianced all the many wonderful moments of pregnancy. All the aches and pains. The dozens of trips to the little girls room, and the blessed flutters and kicks of my little baby. I sometimes get wrapped up in the small nuisances of pregnancy but overall I have completely falling in love with my little baby boy. I still just sit and grin to watch him kick and bounce across my big belly. I am truly blessed and unbelievably thankful for this blessing in my life. I do believe we have picked out a name for my little boy and we will call him Lucas Andrew.
