It's late here in merry old Blighty - or should that be early? Anyhow its 1.46am according to the little clock in the corner of my pc screen.
Yet here I am...sitting at my computer blogging. Behind me lying sleeping is the love of my life, snoring unbelievably loud and taking up two thirds of my double bed.
I'm too hyped up to sleep, my mind is too full. So I was thinking...I'll blog, empty my head of a load of stuff, and then maybe salvage something of this nights sleep.
What an incredible day.
I can home from Newcastle on an amazing high, deciding as soon as I found out on Valentines Day that I would sit on the news of my pregnancy until I got back on Monday. We celebrated with David's mum on Friday but I wanted to tell my mum to her face. Safe to say she was as surprised as us but over the moon.
I somehow made it through Tuesday and Wednesday at college without telling anyone and no one suspected anything because I always come back from Geordieland beaming from ear to ear. I had rung the doctors and they said as I could already be a fair way into the pregnancy I ought to go straight for my first scan. I told David Wednesday night and he was clearly excited but a little sad to be missing that first milestone, the first scan.
So when I walked into the hospital this afternoon, it was a wonderful shock to find him standing in the main entrance smiling at me, arms outstretched for a hug. Mum clearly knew he was coming, she can be so sneaky.
As long as I live I will never ever forget the look on his face when our baby appeared on that screen. He couldn't take his eyes off it, and he sort of cocked his head to one side as though he couldn't quite comprehend what he was seeing. His eyes filled up instantly with tears, as did mine, but he didn't say a word. He kept trying to but when the nurse asked what did he think all he could manage was 'uuhhh' I just kept looking at him, so happy for him and totally overwhelmed. I loved him more in that moment than any moment that came before it and I knew we were going to be okay.
Tonight we lay back on the bed for hours, facing each other and just taking each other in. Occasionally one of us would lean in and kiss the other, or just stroke a cheek. He put a hand on my tummy and just said simply
'Now we're a family'
We held each other until he fell asleep an hour or so ago. I've just been lying watching him sleep and taking in the days events.
So this is it...this is what it feels like to fly, this is what it feels like to be totally content and happy and feel so much love, not just for this wonderful, gentle romantic tactile man, the love of my life...but for my child - MY CHILD - who as I type this is growing and developing inside me and in just 6 months will be with us, a little person we made with our love for one another.
David's snoring has reached fever pitch now (sometimes it scares me, cause I worry there's something wrong with him!) and he's managed somehow to wrap himself round both the quilt and my pillow, he's a nightmare to sleep next to if you actually wanna sleep, and he aint perfect I guess...but he is mine and I'm damn lucky.
So I guess the only question left is...if he's so fabulous, why am I on my computor when he's lying sleeping right behind me?
And with that in mind me and sprog are off to bed...mummy, daddy...and OUR BABY
WWWWOOOOOOWWWWW xxxxxxx
Peace and love to all xxxxxxxx |
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