We all set goals for the new year. Some people wanna gain/lose weight. Some wanna quit smoking/drinking. Some simply might just want a hobby or travel.

Mine? I’ll tell ya.

I wanna see two lines.

When I wake up in the morning, going to the bathroom tripping over the dog to get there...

When I bring that test back up, sitting it on the flat spot by the side of my toilet. I wanna watch 2 pretty little lines. I wanna watch them get darker and darker.

I want to be able to not believe what my eyes are seeing. After all the negatives, I want that emotional rush. I wanna take 3 or 4 more tests just to make my mind believe it.

I’m ready for everything.

You know, I’d do anything to feel contractions. I’d do anything to look at my fiancé and say “it’s time.”

One day, I will hear the sound of my baby. I will feel them kicks, and turns. I will watch my fiancé cut that cord.

Repeat after me.

I will get my two lines.