It seems like just yesterday that I took that pregnancy test, knowing it would come back positive this time. I waited for Canean to leave for work and then immediately took the test. That day was one of the longest days of my life waiting for him to come home that afternoon. We had been trying for a while with no luck, so I wanted it to be a surprise. He came home rattling on about something with a house in Texas that we were thinking about buying at the time and I thought he would never let me get a word in! Finally I interrupted and told him I had a surprise. I made him close his eyes, and gave him a piece of paper on it where I told him in a not so obvious way that he would be dad. We both cried, were in shock, and felt incredibly grateful that God would give us this gift. Fast forward to 9 months later and we are two weeks and two days from baby boy's due date and it all seems so surreal to me.
I'm alive, in case you were thinking that I wasn't since I dropped off the face of the blogging universe for the past week. Last Tuesday was completely bittersweet as we left the state we call home along with friends and family to uproot and move to a place where we will start a new chapter in our lives, a place that will be filled with new memories. It's hard to believe that just like that, in a matter of one day, we became residents of Texas. We are officially home sweet home. There have been two states in my life that I have considered home, where I have become the woman I am today. This year we add a third state, and it might be the most one yet.
Tennessee has my earliest roots, where I have memories of growing up in a beautiful area right next to the Smoky Mountains.
