The most important thing I've learned thus far is that sometimes when you're married and you're supposed to be the maid of honour in your dear friend Kristy's wedding in August of 2012, you find out that you're going to be giving birth to your first child right around that same time.
Despite our best efforts (well, I suppose they weren't our best, case in point being my growing tummy), life found a way. Jeff Goldblum was right!
I am 17 weeks along and feeling pretty good, if not a little tired. All the time. But I'm sure I'll feel like myself again when the baby is born and I have to feed it every two hours. Right? Totally like myself? Nothing will really change too much? It'll be like owning a houseplant? Ha! Like I'd ever own a houseplant. Those things are way too hard to take care of.
So that's what I've learned. Also, I love my marriage. I really do. This loving partnership thing truly is wonderful. And I'm happy to be welcoming someone new into our family.
