I had been extremely sick and had already gone to the doctor twice. I was supposed to wait a week for viral test results in order to see if i could get some antibiotics, but it was unbearable so i had Andrew take me to the emergency room. We had been told that we were unable to have kids previously, so I was irritated when they wanted me to pee in a cup... Again! It didn't take long for the doctor to inform me that I was "knocked up" ( oh thanks !). Immediately we looked at the doctor unshaken and told her that she had the wrong room number and that she must have been mistaken. Our friends had been praying for us and our fertility which must have been the difference. She returned shortly and assured us that we were in fact pregnant! Andrews face went pale and I couldnt help but laugh, it had been "impossible" not much earlier. I looked at him and whispered, "Ready or Not, Here We Go!". We left the hospital that day without antibiotics. Prenatals, zofran,a new mindset and an undeniable excitement replaced my intended remedy instead. It was definitely one of the best days of our lives and we couldn't be more excited to embark on this new and desperately wanted journey.
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