8/18

Today is the anniversary of the day we found out I was pregnant with our precious Mayah Joy.  I didn't think I would remember this date, but as it got closer, I totally remembered the date.  I was absolutely positive it was the 18th.  I got out my calendar from last year and indeed, there is a little star on the 18th.  That was the day.  So much has happened in one little year.  We have run through every emotion--the soaring highs of joy and celebration and the drowning depths of anger, grief and sorrow. 

I remember so clearly, the shock and surprise and joy that we felt that day.  I stared at the lines on the HPT and just couldn't understand what it meant.  I remember calling Miguel to look at it and saying "what does this mean, what does this mean" as I held it out to him.  And I rushed home at lunch time to take another test, just in case.  And it was positive too.  It was amazing.  And then I rushed over to Kaiser to have them check too.  And it was positive.  We had such a celebration that day.  We went to the Melting Pot.  It was always something that was too expensive for us to justify, but that day, nothing was too much for our celebration.  I remember calling my mom and saying "you're going to be a grandma".  She thought that I meant we were getting another dog.  I had to say "no, of a person".  And then she realized and was so overjoyed.  We called Miguel's sisters and they screamed with excitement.  My friend called when we were at dinner and I told her and she was so happy. 

We started making plans.  We started talking about names.  We thanked God for the precious gift we were given.

I am still thankful for the gift we have in Mayah Joy.  I will always be thankful for her.  I just wish the happiness that we felt on 8/18/09 could have lasted until her expected birthday in April 2010.