(Originally written March 2017-Did not bother revising editing for authenticity)
According to doctors I conceived in the middle of February 2016, but regardless of all my education and involvement in the "real world", I was oblivious and naive to the signs that were all there...since I never thought once that it would happen to me (at that time) or that it was possible, I didn't finally know for sure until March. It was odd too because the only reason I took the pregnancy test was because I was trying to win a bet! After vocalizing my symptoms and how I was feeling, I took the test so I could prove someone else wrong! HA-boy did that backfire! But I actually ended up winning, I think. My situation and circumstance weren't the best at the time so I don't know how anyone else would react, but I know the first emotion was actually panic. It went quickly from panic to tears, to joy, and then stressful concern. My ex-husband (a guy I was just dating at the time) seemed to be joyous and helped in trying to relieve my mind but hearing him only worsened my emotions. So many things were still left pending (for lack of a better word). Me, always having plans and being organized and OCD, couldn't help but feel anger and stress that things weren't as I wanted them or pictured them to be when I would have a baby...The rest of that day was lovely regardless, but I remember that evening I was emotionally on pins and needles...it was until I was snuggled into my bed with the quiet and peaceful darkness of the room covering me, that I enjoyed the moment of knowing that I would be having a baby...After a few years of dating, praying, and getting my heart broken-I was blessed with an upcoming baby.
Sincerely,
A Distinct Woman
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