It’s funny what a difference a day makes. Don’t you think? Saturday morning I woke up, had breakfast, texted Megan to see if she had taken her early test, which was negative as we expected, and waited for my husband to come home from work. I was looking forward to a lazy day with him. Fast forward a few hours and Megan texts me to see if Tony and I were local. Her ADORABLE daughter wanted to bring us something. Tony was just getting home and we started getting everything ready for a visit with our favorite four year old. Cartoons on the TV, fire trucks on the floor, etc.
Megan texts me to tell me they have arrived and as I go to let them in I notice that princess is not with her. “Where is S?” I ask. Then I notice that Megan has the biggest smile on her face and is holding something in her hand. “I’M PREGNANT!” she says. And there they are. The two most beautiful pink lines you have ever seen in your life. I immediately start crying and pull her into my arms. The moment I have waited for my entire life is here. I am in complete shock and cannot stop, nor do I want to stop, the tears from streaming down my face.
Together we go in to tell Tony. Tony is standing in the living room and as we come in we say in unison “We’re Pregnant!!” I see the flash of shock on Tony’s face, followed immediately by the tears I expected. Tony pulled Megan into his arms while I said a silent prayer of thank you to God then I joined them in a three way hug.
As it turns out Megan told me a fib and the test was positive, as was the next test she took and the third that she took the next day. I love that she did that. Because the way we found out that we were going to be parents was perfect.
Tony and I spent all day Saturday just crying, laughing, hugging, followed by more crying, laughing and hugging; Sometimes doing all three at once.
For me this was the best day of my life, tied only with the day I fell in love with my husband. Something I have not shared in this blog previously is that I spent my teens and 20’s in active addiction. I was a complete and total mess. Meth, other drugs and alcohol completely enslaved me for the majority of my life. Five and a half years ago, on July 10, 2005 I got loaded for the very last time. I finally had enough and pulled myself out of the dumpster and have been completely clean and sober since July 11, 2005. My recovery will always be my priority. I know I don’t get to have any of this without it.
However, this day is better than anything ever. Better than being accepted into a ridiculously competitive program in college, better than graduating from college, better than anything I have ever experienced in my life.
Tony and I are both staying in this moment right now, we know soon enough the fear, and panic will set in. But for right now, in this moment, I am truly blessed and grateful.
Megan is already glowing. She was already beautiful, and now she looks amazing.