“I really am?”
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to think. For years I had waited for this exact moment. I covered my face in my hands and I laid my forehead on Dominick’s shoulder.
The nurse on the other end of the phone call went on about what was going to happen next. Thank goodness Dominick was listening because I didn’t hear any of it. We hung up the phone. We stood silently in the hallway. It was only the second time that I had ever seen my husband cry. It was a moment that I will remember forever.
Then, the phone calls. With IVF (unless you have decided to keep it a secret), there is always someone waiting for a phone call. For me, it was a lot of people. I was not the only one that day waiting for news. I knew my sister was going to be my first phone call. The phone rang. She answered. We sat in silence for a few seconds. I cried, she cried, I knew she knew. “I’m pregnant.” I lay my forehead back down on his shoulder. It was the first time I had said those words out loud. The emotions were overwhelming
I was going to be a momma!