Our story

I've always known that I want to be a mom. It's never been a matter of if; it's always been about when.
When Dan and I married in May of 2007, I was ready. The maternal instict had hit. He wasn't. And so we waited. After about six months, his wants caught up with mine and we started trying.
We never wanted too much pressure on ourselves, so we didn't obsess. We just waited. After a year, and watching friends begin to start families, we started putting in more of an effort.
But then many months went by and we were still babyless.
So, we waited...and then we waited some more. And after about 2.5 years, it finally happened for us.
I found out I was pregnant on July 14. Up until that point, I was too scared to take a test. I woke up in the middle of the night and decided 'Now's the time." I was 10 days late, the symptoms had already arrived...it was time to find out -- for sure. When the stick turned positive, I teared up. And then I went and woke up Dan. He did a fist pump (no joke...similiar to what he'd do when the Twins score a run) and then he came and gave me a hug. He quickly went back to sleep. I couldn't. I was too excited.
I just kept thinking 'I'm going to be a mom.'
And I am. Our little one is due on March 11.