Nine Months Ago...

I was working the night shift on Christmas Eve. I had the pleasure of taking care of teeny tiny twins that had been born a few hours before I came on. My hands were pretty full with the twins. One was so little he had trouble keeping his temperature stable, and the other had difficulty feeding so we battled sugars all night. Not to mention caring for a mama recovering from surgery. While running around the entire shift I knew something felt different. I didn't know if I was getting sick, tired, or even just sad I missed Christmas Eve with my family. Christmas morning came and I went home to the most wonderful husband. The house was sparkling, with beautiful music playing, coffee brewing, and Mark making breakfast. We spent a couple hours opening presents and being together.

Next it was off to 30A for Christmas with my family. As we packed up the car I couldn't get this idea out of my head that I didn't feel good. I figured it was likely the lack of sleep catching up with me, but while Mark was getting the animals situated, I ran to the bathroom and took a test. Now that I knew, I didn't know how to tell Mark. We were leaving that second. The entire drive I couldn't bare it,  I was so happy. I told Mark all about my night with the twins, and we talked about what our life will be like with babies one day. Little did he know....When we got to the beach house, everyone was coming up from the beach with empty coffee mugs. Mark and I decided to go down anyway and sit on the beach together. It was the most beautiful morning and perfect time to tell him. While Mark was playing with my new camera I told him take a picture of the sand. He didn't even realize what it said till after he took the picture. It was such a sweet Christmas present to us both. The happiest little secret. 

Christmas morning

Now we're here. Waiting for our little one that could come any day. It's amazing how fast time has gone.