I'm done trying to make this baby come out.

I remember crying and begging and praying and wishing and hoping and stressing myself out trying to get pregnant.

I remember having full on melt downs before my best friend came over with her new baby.

I remember my husband consoling me when I asked what I had done in my life to not deserve a child.

Then, a few days after Christmas last year, 2 lines appeared.

I didn't beg and wish for a short or convenient pregnancy. I didn't ask for something else in my life I could control ane manipulate.

I asked for a pregnancy, and my baby girl.

So I will be patient and happy and joyful even as I slide past my 40 week mark here soon. Because I remember the twinge of ache when I saw pregnant women in public. And now...I have everything I could ever ask for.

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