I started writing this post six months ago. Six months, people. And I have just now sat down to finish it. So here we go!
It's been so long since my last post, there are about a million things I could update you all on. But the main news for us right now is that we're havin' a BABY! Its so crazy. Stephen and I have been talking about our future children since we were dating, and now here we are actually starting our family. I guess I'll take you back to two years ago when we got married.
Stephen and I knew we wanted a big family (we're both the youngest of seven children), and that we wanted to start young. And we ARE young, and were even younger in 2012. BUT we also knew we wanted to have some marriage to ourselves before we brought a wee one into the picture. So we said to ourselves, we'll wait at least a year before we start trying.
Fast forward to our one year anniversary, September 2013. We're poor students working our butts off to make ends meet and pay rent in our tiny one bedroom apartment. And my birth control is expensive. So one day I told Stephen that I was just going to stop taking it. And he said okay. We weren't actively trying but we obviously knew that pregnancy was a possibility. My body kinda went whacko and I swear the next few months, every time my period was late, I said "I'm totally pregnant." And I would take a test at home and it would be negative and then we would move on with our lives.
January 2014. I woke up on the 9th. I wasn't overdue for my monthly visit, but I just had this feeling that I needed to take a pregnancy test. It was so weird. Stephen was on the computer and I just got out of bed, took a test into the bathroom with me because we happened to have one at the time, and did my business. I left it there and went out and kissed Stephen good morning and then went back and waited a little longer. When I got up the guts to look at it, I nearly fainted. It was the ClearBlue kind, so I wasn't staring at little pink lines, I was literally looking at the word PREGNANT.
I went out and took Stephen by the hand and said "Come here." He was really confused but followed me into the bathroom and I took the test and handed it to him. He saw it and said "...so you ARE pregnant?" I nodded because no words were coming to my brain. He kind of laughed, and I'm positive he was in shock because he just walked back out to the living room and sat down at the computer again, sort of staring at it without doing anything. I started to cry as I thought about being a mother. I don't know anything about babies! We're poor! We can barely afford to feed ourselves, how are we supposed to support a child?! We can't live on one income! What are we going to do?!?
Tears streaming down my face, I walked out to Stephen without knowing what I was going to say. The words that came out of my mouth were, "I need you to pray with me." He took my hand and led me to the bedroom where we knelt next to our bed and he offered a sincere prayer that I would be comforted, that the baby would be healthy, and that we would be able to figure things out. I instantly felt calm. And I knew things would be okay.
And here we are! We've been blessed to be able to afford a larger apartment, Stephen was able to find a second job. and I was blessed with a healthy pregnancy and was able to work until just a few days ago so we could save up money for my maternity leave. And I'm due TOMORROW. The past nine months have been the most stressful and worrying of my life, but we're going to be just fine. We've kept our faith through endless doctor visits, unexpected car repairs, job searching, and our first move since we've been married. We've definitely been through more "thick" than "thin" this past year, but it has made us stronger as a couple and has taught us humility as we've had to accept help from our amazing families and friends.
This pregnancy has been a huge test of patience, especially the past few weeks. But our little one will come when he's ready and it will be the best day ever. Next post: BABY PICTURES! :)
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