Forgetting and Remembering

I will forget the questions and the prodding and the jokes.

I will forget feeling hopeless, frustrated, and angry. 

I will forget almost two years of early mornings and sick evenings.

I will forget the 2 inch needle stuck in my behind, by my husband, on my birthday.   And all the other ones in the months before and after that. 

I will forgive the universe for sending us so much pain.  It's over.  We don't need to go back there.  Forgiven and forgotten.  For this.

This is worth everything.  Worth forgetting everything before, and remembering every moment after.  Positive tests and days of happy crying and the best Christmas surprise we've ever gotten.  An end, and a beginning. 

I'm pregnant.  And due on September 2...yes friends - Labor Day.  Try and tell me God didn't plan this, and that he doesn't have a good sense of humor.