I don’t know you yet.  You’re not much more than a poppyseed, so they say.  I have mixed feelings about being pregnant.  I am worried about my figure.  I am worried because I didn’t have enough time to fix my flaws before you came.  And I would be lying if I didn’t say I’m scared because you are permanent.  We will be part of each other for the rest of my life.

But guess what else?  I wanted you.  My mind is saying “I’m not ready,” but my heart has been waiting for you.

This is all so new to us!  Here we go, baby!