I still don’t feel like this is all real. Sometimes I think to myself, maybe the doctor misread the test, or there really is only my heartbeat. Something, anything. Not that it’s a plea at all, because I’ve come to terms with being okay that I’m pregnant. It’s just that I’m not that ‘glowing’, or ‘motherly’, or ‘maternal’ person that I thought moms-to-be are supposed to be.
I just don’t feel like it will be real until I have this baby in my arms. That will happen in 6 months.
I’m just still blown away by it.