It was Friday morning, the house was quiet, Jerry was in Montreal on business. Ella was sneaking in a few moments of sleep and I was awarded some time to think. And think I did.
Why does the house smell so funny? Why can't I kick this exhaustion? Why was I picking off of Ella's plate last night after devouring a heaping bowl full of pasta?
Can you see the pieces starting to fall into place? I finally did.
Ella's morning calls from her crib were like a brisk slap in the face. I grabbed her, grabbed a pregnancy test and together we watched as two lines erupted onto the stick. OMG...OMG!
So excited, so happy, but can't underscore enough...so surprised! How did this happen? No, I didn't miss that uncomfortable week in 5th grade with the diagrams. But between illness, more illness, business trips (plural) and moves (plural), we're like come on, really? REALLY?
And now we cannot wait to see what the coming months hold. Based on our calculations, 826 Forest will reach full occupancy in July. Does that mean a maternity bathing suit is in my future? Shudder.
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