Hey, guys! I know I've posted before, but I just wanted to share an update!

My hubby is a bit older than me. He's been married twice before, and unfortunately had not been able to have kids. We had been friends for a while before we got together, and when we decided to take the next step, he was completely honest with me about his struggles with having children. He had accepted the fact that he was probably sterile, and he would probably never be able to have kids. Though a family is something I've always wanted, I was in no rush. We talked about maybe looking into <a href="https://glowing.com/glow-fertility-program">IVF</a> in the future. We agreed to just let it go- if it didn't happen, we would just keep on trucking, loving eachother and spending time together.

About a month after our 2 year anniversary, I was walking through the grocery store, and I realized that my period was a few days late. Not uncommon as I've always been a bit irregular, but something just pulled at me. I decided "What the hell?" and I bought a couple pregnancy tests. That evening, before he got home, I took one.

TWO LINES APPEARED ON THIS FUCKER BEFORE I COULD EVEN SET IT ON THE COUNTER.

My husband has been trying to conceive for 20 YEARS. This is the first time he's ever gotten anyone pregnant. We were shocked. I took 2 more tests over the next couple of days.

I'm now 22 weeks along, and we are having the little girl that he's always dreamed of. He's been to every appointment, he kisses my belly everytime he leaves, he's held my hair up while I throw up everything in my stomach and then some. This pregnancy hasn't exactly been a walk in the park for me, with spotting in the first trimester, morning sickness that left me almost dehydrated and needing to go to the hospital, aches, and sleeping issues (insomnia, vivid dreams, INTENSE nightmares) Before I got pregnant, I lost a lot of weight-almost 65 lbs! I was 108 when I got pregnant, and now, at 5 and a half months, I'm 130. He's been so encouraging and loving of my changing body, even when I just want to curl up under a rock and hide. He's been so supportive of me, and he has been so excited about our baby.

When our daughter enters the world, her daddy will be 42 years old. Y'all, this man has been waiting more than 20 years. And I know she will have him wrapped around her little finger- and he will love every second of it. I am so thankful for my little slice of heaven, my husband and daughter.