My husband, Daniel, and I were married on April 18, 2009. The wedding day was a complete dream, as was the honeymoon in Mexico that followed. But the most interesting dream came on the night we returned from our honeymoon. Back in Atlanta, I tossed and turned all night with a crazy dream that I was pregnant. When I woke up on Sunday morning, I told Daniel about my dream, and we both laughed – there was no way I was already pregnant! Daniel convinced me to take a pregnancy test just to clear my mind. I remember sitting in the bathroom, starring intently at the white stick as the first horizontal blue line appeared… and then the second vertical line appeared creating the telltale “plus” sign. I literally screamed in shock. I came out of the bathroom – pregnancy test in hand -- and Daniel was frozen on the couch. He knew before I even said it. We just stared at each other, jaws on the ground, for what felt like hours. When we finally snapped back to reality, we decided it must be a fluke, and went to the drugstore to buy three more pregnancy tests. Guzzling fluids, for the next three hours I took a pregnancy test. And one by one, they each popped up “PREGNANT”! So much for that post-wedding relaxation we planned on. I went to the doctor the next day and found out I was 6 weeks along. I immediately bought every pregnancy book I could get my hands on – and that’s when it became real. I was carrying a little baby. OUR little baby. It was at that moment that I officially felt like a Mama.
