Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I have had a slew of emotions.
Fear that something will go wrong, especially so early on.
Excitement of a new little miracle will be joining our family.
Precautious not to let my heart develop a bond with the uncertainty.
Blessed because against the odds of getting pregnant using an IUD (.06% chance)…
We got pregnant.
Am I the silly, giddy one who was looking up baby gear from the first night I found out…
I found myself excited to look and then my head would catch up with me…
“Make sure everything is okay before you fall in the love with the idea of a new baby”
It is too late because I fell in love the very first night. I am worried, yes, how can I not be? When I first found out I was pregnant with my 6 year old twins <3 I was 20 years old, young and dumb…and basically unaware of what could go wrong. I wasn’t instantly attached to my pregnancy…it took awhile to kick in.
This time around is completely different. I am 27, mature, in a loving and wonderful relationship with the man who will one day be my hubby and I want nothing more than to have his baby, our baby <3
Planned or not, God makes the decisions…that is for sure
I can’t waste time worrying about what I cannot control and until I go to the Dr.s, I won’t know anything for sure. For now, I hope and pray that everything goes great, the baby latched on to the right area, the IUD comes out without a problem and we have a healthy, new baby this November <3
Time to saving as much money as possible, pray as hard as possible and take care of myself the best I can <3