What a Difference a Year Makes

I’ll never forget that moment. Or the look on Adam’s face. We just hugged and cried. I turned to him and said “Well, life will never be the same again.”

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Friday 8th April 2016. The day we found out we were expecting a baby.

We had been down in Kent celebrating mums birthday; trips to the beach, lazy morning lie-ins, playing card games etc. I had felt slightly different while we were there, needing the toilet more, feeling a bit emotionally fragile, nothing drastic but just different. So I had started to wonder. We’d been trying for a baby for some time and had started going down the path of fertility treatment, so I kept telling myself it was probably nothing. We travelled back home to Hertfordshire and I said to Adam that I’d take a pregnancy test just to rule it out. Didn’t want to get my hopes up.

The following morning, I woke up and took the test, before Adam was even awake. Through blurry eyes I looked down and saw all these lines. It had been so long since I’d taken a test that I’d forgotten what they all meant! I hurriedly tried to make sense of the instructions, my heart was beating so fast! I ran in to Adam (I washed my hands first, obviously) and thrust the test and instructions in his face demanding he made sense of it all.

I’ll never forget that moment. Or the look on Adam’s face. We just hugged and cried. I turned to him and said “Well, life will never be the same again.” I can’t put into words how I felt. I knew that the happiness I felt was something I’d never felt before. Ever since that day, my heart has been bursting with love for this little being who we didn’t even know for the first 8 months! The day Annabelle was born was the day I could put a face to my love.

I love looking back and reminiscing through old memories. My Timehop app today informed me that 3 years ago we were on a family holiday in Centre Parcs, 2 years ago Adam and I were in Malta and that one year ago today we discovered we were expecting Annabelle. Today we have made a trip to Mothercare, gone to Tesco, been to the doctors, cleaned up yet another nappy explosion, Adams cleaned the oven and Annabelle is now asleep in my arms. And for that very reason, we both decided that this 8th April is our favourite.

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