I stood in the doorway and looked at Brandon. Tears started to swell, out of fear or excitement, I wasn’t quite sure. Brandon’s face looked confused until he saw the little purple stick in my hand. His face went from confused to amused to a wide smile. For some reason I couldn’t tell you, big alligator tears started to roll down my cheeks. Brandon crossed the room and wrapped me up as the tears came quicker. We melted to the floor and sat like that for a while. Tears and laughter came at a steady pace as we thought about the journey we were about to embark on.
Fast forward 9 months later, the hospital bag is packed, the big house projects are finished, and her nursery is ready. The night before we went to the hospital, we sat next to each other watching a family favorite, Psych. I picked up the remote to pause the show and turned to Brandon.
“This is the last night we will be in this house just the two of us!”
It was a realization that was so simple but made everything SO real. We could barely remember that night wrapped up on the floor when we considered what this moment would feel like. These two college sweethearts, who still at times felt like kids (and maybe even acted like kids) were about to have a kid of their own! Talk about feeling inadequate and fearful!! We knew, however, that we had prepared in every way we could and then everything else we would learn as we go. A lot like what happened for us in marriage. We can prepare, read, and talk to other people, but we knew that we were gonna have to jump in with open hands and say, “We may not know exactly what we are doing, but God for sure does.” We 100% believe that the Lord has a very specific plan for bringing us this little girl to take care of and raise.
We could share countless moments of what happened after this in the hospital, but for now, we just wanted to share our first few moments at the hospital after she arrived! We can’t wait to take a little time for the three of us!
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