I found out I was pregnant on March 8, 2018. Why do I remember the specific date, you ask? It’s permanently etched into my brain because of the sheer panic that overwhelmed me as I looked at that little pink line. Sure I was happy, but I was also completely terrified.
Actual internal monologue: “I’m going to be responsible for a human in nine months?? But I still barely understand the concept of IRAs! I call my mom to ask whether I can take expired medication! I’ve never seen Star Wars! How can this be allowed?!”
Needless to say, it was a sleepless night.
Now, five weeks away from my due date, I feel at least slightly more prepared ... Read More