By: Rosy Barren
I’m in the nail-biting stage of waiting, in limbo, wondering if I will be lucky enough to find out, in 4 days, if I’m pregnant. This is my favorite time, waiting. Although it’s excruciating, it’s a happy time in which there is no bad news and only the possibility of a life-changing miracle heading my way. I have no choice but to give my belly positive energy. It feels so good to think that I might have a partner in crime walking around with me, eating, drinking and sleeping. I don’t feel alone as I did last week. So I wait.