I knew better than to get my hopes up. I had been disappointed too many times before. But when I took the first test, my hands were trembling. I didn’t even want to look, but when I did, my heart nearly stopped. Two pink lines.
I didn’t believe it at first. I took another test. And then another. Five tests, all lined up on the bathroom sink, and every single one showed the same result. Two pink lines.
I collapsed onto the cold bathroom tiles, overwhelmed with emotion. I was pregnant. Finally, after two years of trying, I was going to be a mother.
My sister Carrie, who had been my rock through all of this, was on the other end of the phone when I called her. She laughed and cried with me, and after the tears had passed, she told me to make the announcement special.
“Make it a moment you’ll remember forever,” she said. “Throw a party, tell everyone in a way they’ll never forget.”
