Yesterday, James and I found out I was pregnant (I do not say "we were pregnant" because honestly, who's going to be pushing this thing out?).
(If you can't see the thin blue vertical line in the left window, don't worry -
James had his doubts, too.)
(four months later)
Apparently, I got distracted and never did put down those initial thoughts, lost forever into the ether. But I'm going to try harder to blog for the next four months so you all can share my experiences and complaints.
Looking back over the last four months of gestation and preparation, I think J and I have both changed and grown a lot. Of course, this is nothing compared to the changes and growth that will happen AFTER the birth, but it's a good preparation and a comfort to know that we can allow our lives to expand and accommodate a little one, allowing love and joy to push out feelings of selfishness and resentment that are instinctual human emotions. I already love this little girl that nudges me day and night. And now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get her some cereal...
