What a Christmas gift from Santa.. eeerr.. from God!

It was, of course, a quiet Christmas morning. Chicago was clothed with a foot or so of snow again. White Christmas, indeed! Hubby woke me up with a kiss; I’m a light sleeper so I opened my eyes instantly. Hubby confessed that he bought EPTs the day before; reasons were obvious. I was telling him, I’m not pregnant but since he bought it, then might as well use it just to confirm. First urine in the morning gives the most accurate result so I went ahead to the bathroom… what happened next would change our lives, our plans, and our future…

I was confounded by the result. It came out positive. I called out hubby’s name to my surprise. We were both shocked with what our eyes were seeing. Yes, we are expecting… we are going to be parents soon. Too soon! We didn’t “expect” it. It just left us perplexed and speechless for a moment. It didn’t sink into our thoughts yet.

Happiness is on its way. I have no symptoms yet. I went to see a doctor for proper prenatal care and medical advice. She said I’m in my early pregnancy, which I believe. I counted it.

I’m a bit nervous, but my husband is so supportive of me. He prepares breakfast and dinner for me and his child - our child. He is just so wonderful that he watches over me when I take naps and runs to me when I would complain of cramps. I could feel he’s nervous and excited at the same time. Although, we didn’t plan it, we thought God planned it for us. My loving husband and my baby are the most precious gifts I’ve ever received on Christmas day.

Thank you, Lord.