One Saturday morning in June, I was having difficulty waking from a deep sleep. I started to have a vivid dream. I dreamt I kept going into different bathrooms and taking pregnancy tests, and they were all positive. 

When I finally woke from the dream I stumbled into the bathroom. I could hear the typical Saturday morning shenanigans going on downstairs. This consisted of a soccer game on TV while a toddler negotiates a breakfast menu with his Daddy. While I had no pregnancy symptoms, I decided to take a test before going down to help. 

Surely I had a pregnancy test somewhere. I dug out all the bottles and containers of product from under the sink, until….BINGO! One old, expired, pregnancy test! This should work!

I was certain the test would say “not pregnant.” Maybe I was certain because the test was significantly expired. But I was certain, none the less. So I took the test…. It immediately registered “pregnant.”

What?!?!?! I didn’t know if I should be excited or scared! How about both!!

While Harrison was not planned, he was welcome. We knew we wanted at least one additional child. Our plan was to have our kids 3 years apart…. Not 2.  Needless to say, we were still struggling to keep our heads above water with our 17 month old, but we quickly adjusted our plan to include Harrison.

Sometimes I feel guilty for not planning Harrison. Perhaps losing him is my punishment from the universe for not planning his conception. A punishment for our fertility for granted.  But regardless of his loss, I would do it all again! He is worth the sadness! He matters that much!

Harry is our joy! Love you sweet boy! Miss you everyday! 

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Thank you all for ur love and support!