Diary Entry
Dear Diary,
Once again two pink lines are about to change everything. I’m… well, I’m not sure if I know how to describe what I’m feeling if I’m being one hundred percent honest.
Happy, obviously. But also conflicted. Not over being pregnant again—this baby, our sweet Lydie Grace if my dream all those years ago was right, is wanted and oh so loved. But even still, I find myself feeling conflicted.
If I’m being honest, I think it’s because with James so much of those early months were fueled by desperation and fear. But there’s only joy this time around. And for some reason that makes me feel guilty. Like I’m more excited this time around. And I guess, in a way I am… I’m able to enjoy the little moments since I’m no longer in survival mode.
Definitely something to talk with Atlas and Maggie about.
Speaking of Atlas, I can’t wait to tell him. I’m over the dang moon and I know he will be too.
The question is how do I want to tell him? I’ve been looking online for ideas on and off all day but nothing feels right.
I’m totally overthinking it, but I want it to be perfect. I guess I could call in reinforcements, but it feels weird to tell our friends before him. So, back to scouring the web I go. I hope I’m able to come up with something because I want to share the news this weekend.
Over-the-moon, Nora