Imagine that? You’d get the baby without having to do any of the hard work.” The hard work? Like making love to my husband, and seeing two parallel lines that tell us we made something beautiful together? Like getting to carry that reminder around inside me for nine months? Feeling it grow, getting stronger every day? Hearing its heartbeat for the very first time, and comparing one ultrasound picture to the last, marveling at the changes in such a short amount of time, the miracle growing inside me? That hard work?
Im already bout to cry
