Well... - Molly

I was sitting in sacrament meeting this morning when the doctor called.

It was about 10:40am.

It was way too early to have gotten a phone call.

I rushed out of the chapel and let the nurse tell me the news.

"Congratulations. You are pregnant."

Positive.

Tears immediately filled my eyes. 

I was a bit surprised at my level of emotions.

I ducked into a bathroom only to have a small knock behind me.

It was Jason.

I opened the door and gave him a big smile and yet he was still unsure of what I was smiling about.

I reassured him.

"It worked." 

It worked.

This could actually be it.

I realized that it is not the worst I am fearing.

It is the best I am afraid of.

I have been in these shoes before.

And I am not waiting for the other shoe to drop, it's more like I am waiting for the shoes to stay on.

I am not sure what is more scary.

 That I could, we could go through all the pain and trauma again?

Or that we might actually get our wish?

One step at a time.

Tuesday I go in again for more blood.

My HCG has to increase by 66% at least.

So for now, it's a small win, but it's still a win to me.