May 21st is a very special day in the Rank family. On this date last year, I woke up early and quietly, trying my hardest not to disturb Scott. I walked to the bathroom and decoded the Hungarian message for how to properly take a pregnancy test. I was hopeful, but convinced myself I wasn’t pregnant so that I wouldn’t be disappointed when there was only one line, not two. I told myself that these things usually take awhile, sometimes years for some, and that I need to not be discouraged if it didn’t work out. To further push myself to mentally disengage from disappointment, I left the dunked test on the counter and went to make coffee. Truth be told, I think I forgot about it for a few minutes.
When I came to my senses I rushed back into the bathroom to check. Too good to be true, but not! Two lines. The promise of a sweet baby to hold in our arms. The promise that our family would increase by 50%. My mind went a million miles an hour thinking of our future. I was dying to wake up Scott, but instead opted for a creative way to tell him.
I had jokingly told him that if he impregnated me I’d make him waffles. As if anyone needs any further motivation to make a baby besides the recreational components of it! So, I did just that, made waffles. When breakfast was ready I invited Scott to the table, and next to his coffee mug was the test. The message was loud and clear- in my mind. In Scott’s morning daze he sipped his coffee and almost set the mug back down on the test without seeing the test! “No, don’t put that there” I cried. “Look.” He looked, he saw, he realized. We hugged. I cried tears of joy. “We are going to have a baby!”
And, one year later, we are parents of almost 4 month old Ellie Joy, truly a joy.
Some pictures from the journey: