It was a normal Thursday morning, the morning after our 3rd wedding anniversary. I was downstairs making coffee when Megan piped up, "Baby, come here. I want to tell you something." Normally this is bad news. Not many good conversations start with this phrase. The only thing worse would be the dreaded "we need to talk". But this time, it was different.
On the bed was a Pez canister of Darth Vader and a piece of paper with a little poem.
Megan was pregnant! Very early on, yes, but the pee-on-a-stick thing said so - and a blood test a short while later confirmed it. We were going to have a baby!
Of course, all the emotions flow. Excitement. Happiness. Pure joy. But also apprehension [are we ready? are you ever really ready?] and nervousness [I hope everything's going to be okay]. And then there's the most difficult part of it all: not being able to tell anyone until you're absolutely sure that everything is going the way it's meant to.
Everything did go the way it was meant to and, on December 14, 2016, Alice May Savides was born.
It's been the best year of my life. We've had the obvious scares [a painful tummy ache sent the two of us rushing to the doc so early in the pregnancy that "Blu" wasn't even visible], the debates over names [read: "I never knew I hated this many people"], experienced the reality that is baby brain [read: "Have you eaten the dogs?"], witnessed myself gain more weight than Megan [read: "My wife got pregnant, I got fat"] and experienced her voice for the first time [and it was beautiful]. We've learnt some lessons, including how difficult night one is and how medical aid is a scam, how the screaming hour is a terrifying thing and how a child will turn you into an idiot.
On the bed was a Pez canister of Darth Vader and a piece of paper with a little poem.
Megan was pregnant! Very early on, yes, but the pee-on-a-stick thing said so - and a blood test a short while later confirmed it. We were going to have a baby!
Of course, all the emotions flow. Excitement. Happiness. Pure joy. But also apprehension [are we ready? are you ever really ready?] and nervousness [I hope everything's going to be okay]. And then there's the most difficult part of it all: not being able to tell anyone until you're absolutely sure that everything is going the way it's meant to.
Everything did go the way it was meant to and, on December 14, 2016, Alice May Savides was born.
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But as I left home this morning, moments after putting her to sleep in my arms, my heart was full. She lay in her bed, her arms outstretched the way she's slept since day one. She was peaceful and happy and wonderful. It's been the best year of my life.
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