Saturday, September 27, 2008

One year ago today

Jen and I were up in Mishawaka to attend my Aunt Marge's funeral. Jen was feeling a bit green in the morning, heck most of the week after returning from a short vacation to St. Louis, and commented to me "I think maybe..."

We bought a pregnancy test that morning but with all that was going on that day we had to wait for Jen to get home from work that night before taking it. The instructions say to wait a few minutes, but the positive result was instantaneous. Speechless stares, a hug and a kiss, and Growing up Fiona was officially underway.

Anyone saying "I'm totally ready for the ride of pregnancy and parenthood" is full of it. That's not supposed to be such a negative statement. Reacting to the twist and turns is frustrating in the moment. Getting through them and waiting for the next stage, at least for me, has been enjoyment beyond anything I ever imagined.

Especially when I come home to this at the end of an exhausting, crazy day at work, transitioning into my 6 hour shift of father-daughter only time...


2 comments:

Emily said...

There's the famous tongue move Jeff was telling me she has been doing recently! How strange! I love the quirky things babies do.

Jen said...

And now she's stopped doing it! I can't wait to see what quirky thing she'll do next.