It's been a while, and to say a lot has happened is a major understatement. There's a little girl growing inside of me! I'm 13 weeks along. We got pregnant right away, so it was a bit of a shock; I thought I'd have a few months of trying to wrap my head around things. This whole experience has been so crazy. It blows my mind that an eternity's worth of women have all gone through it before, because it feels like such an earth-shattering, seismic shift in my world. At the very start, I kinda freaked out. There would be so many things that I'd no longer be able to do, like dash out to meet friends at a moment's notice and be irresponsible and selfish with my time. Gah! I wasn't ready! But, over these past few months, something shifted. Now I'm mainly thinking about all of the new joy that will be introduced into my life: Being a mom. Explaining the world to a new little person. Seeing Erik become the best father ever. During our last ultrasound, baby had morphed from a pea pod into an actual person. And when we saw her wave her little hand as she wiggled about, I felt it … the most powerful, unconditional, overwhelming love. Don't get me wrong, pregnancy mostly sucks and creating (and being responsible for) a life is pretty terrifying. But now I know for sure: I can't wait for this next most exciting, most rewarding adventure in my life.
