It is a quite time, the calm before the storm. You can feel it, you know that is about to come. The eye of the hurricane, that complete calm that is almost terrifying. It is so unreal. Something is going to happen and it will be very special.

That is how I spent most of August and that is how September has started, waiting for things to happen.

Now the moment “when it happens” “when all is going to change” is getting closer. And I am getting nervous, even when I know that I am ready for it.

In the next few weeks I am going to have a baby, I’ll become a mum! And I can’t wait for those intense but exciting days ahead of me to come.

I remember those first few minutes when you find out that you’re pregnant. You look at the predictor, you look at it again, and yet it still shows a “positive” result. A POSITIVE  result with capital letters!!

And you sit back in the toilet and give yourself a few minutes to process it. You are pregnant, PREGNANT!

But the best part is yet to come: you need to go back to the bedroom, wake up your partner (with a good kiss) and tell him that you are pregnant (in other words, that he is going to be a father!)

You go back to the room as planned and he is sleeping, so peacefully. You then decide that the news can wait. A few more hours just being the two of you.