"We're pregnant." It's the sweetest and softest declaration of a dream come true I've ever heard. I've been surprised in my life. I've been happy. I've been grateful. I've been in awe. I've been in love. But not like this. Not overwhelmingly all at once like this. "You're pregnant?" I question. She nods, tears spilling down her cheeks into her wide smile, and she repeats louder this time, "We're pregnant."
