What is there not to celebrate?

According to the calendar, I am six weeks and four days pregnant. Which means I am one week closer to confirmation. This waiting period has to be one of the hardest parts about being pregnant, on top of the “morning” sickness and the insatiable need to eat and sleep. But I could not be happier. The fact that there is a little human growing inside of me is just inconceivable.

On top of which, in just a mere three days, I get to say “I do” to the man I love and take his last name. Followed by seven days on the beautiful island of Oahu.

My cup is overflowing. My heart is exploding with love. How did I get here? I don’t know, but I don’t ever want to go back.


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