My husband is beautiful. I mean he is absolutely gorgeous inside and out. His job is such that he works two 24 hour shifts in a week, so usually he is still sleeping when I get up in the morning. I like to take a couple minutes to watch him sleep and marvel and what an amazing man he is.
This morning as I looked over at him it hit me... he is going to be someone's dad! He and I (and of COURSE Megan) have created life. I was almost overwhelmed by the flood of emotions I had for him. He will never ever truly be able to understand how grateful I am to him for making us parents. How much I love him. No matter who is the genetic contributor for this baby, it took all of us (and a team of lab technicians, nurses, and a doctor) to make this lifetime dream of ours a reality. I almost woke him up to tell him everything I was feeling and thinking, but then I remembered that he is not so... happy when he first wakes up.
It's amazing how my perceptions are changing and shifting. I THOUGHT I knew how I would feel when we got the positive test result, but I had no idea. The rush of emotions I feel has been amazing.