As I get closer to my due date, I have started to reflect on the past 38 weeks of pregnancy. There have been many exciting moments throughout this journey. Over nine months ago, my husband and I started discussing the idea of starting a family. The discussion was prompted by the celebration of my 29th birthday in July; the resounding sound of my biological clock began ticking. I discussed our decision with my gynecologist and we terminated the use of my birth control.
A couple of months later, I was sitting on the couch with my husband after a long day at work. I complained to him about the handful of dirty dishes in the sink and how horribly they smelled. He said, “I don’t smell anything. Maybe you’re pregnant.” I entertained his assumption by dusting off a pregnancy test that had been tucked away in the back of our bathroom cabinet for months, and took the test more so for kicks. Three minutes or so later, I read “Pregnant” on the screen of the test. I laughed and rushed to my husband to tell him the results. I told him it must not be correct because the test was a bit old and asked him to get a couple of the most expensive tests from the nearby drugstore. My thought was that if they were pricey, they would clearly be accurate. Well the new, pricey, accurate tests also indicated I was pregnant. We were both shocked and ecstatic; while we clearly knew where babies came from, we never expected to get pregnant so soon. Our parents and siblings were equally excited. This would be their first grandchild/niece.
Fast forward to my first appointment at nine weeks, I was able to view an ultrasound that confirmed a healthy beating heart. That ultrasound is still hanging on our refrigerator. Later in November, another ultrasound displayed a very active baby that put on a show for me by stretching, opening and closing their mouth, and lifting their arms. I was amazed by how our child had progressed in such a short period of time. Around that time, I began to feel flutters and tiny “popping” sensations that were kicks. That was such an exciting time! At 20 weeks, an ultrasound confirmed we were having a baby girl! Though we had that intuition that our firstborn would be a girl, it was great finally getting that confirmation. We already had her name picked out: Taylor Miriam Etienne.
Approaching this current time, we have had three 3D ultrasound appointments, a baby brunch honoring Taylor Miriam, and many more memorable moments. The most memorable moment is yet to come. Now is a time of expectancy, contemplation, nervousness, and many more emotions, however one emotion is superior to the others and that is pure joy!
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