What a difference a year makes...

On August 15, 2009, I took a pregnancy test.  The directions said that 2 lines meant I was pregnant.  The second line was really faint, but I could totally see it.  After trying to get pregnant for so long Ted warned me not to get my hopes up.  So, early in the morning of August 16, I took another, with a stronger positive result.  I remember feeling elated and scared.  And now, only a year later, we have Lola and I still feel elated and scared.  And in love.  So in love.