This past weekend, I was in Sedona for the Yoga Festival and to stay at L’Auberge as a media guest. When I arrived into Phoenix, I was due to start my cycle, but nothing ended up happening. figured it was my body playing it bro level so I could do crazy inversions and not be crampy and miserable while I was there. High five, body. I didn’t think too much of it.
When I arrived in Sedona, I started to feel the beautiful energy that it’s known for. Sedona is home to four major energy vortexes; many will claim that the vortexes bring them peace, energy, healing, and/or a sense of clarity. While I was in Sedona, I felt a little off. The first night, I was awake the entire night, which is rare for me because I usually sleep like someone is trying to take it away. The second night, I was awake at 5am, ready to go. The third night, I was awake, sans alarm, at 6am.
The classes were beautiful and I had an amazing time. The hotel was exquisite, the company was fantastic, and I loved being surrounded by this peaceful and healing Sedona energy. I hadn’t practiced yoga consistently in a while, and it felt so good to balance, move and flow again. During savasana, I felt this pressure on my hips, like someone was pressing down on them. I opened my eyes to see if an instructor had come over to adjust me, and no one was there. I closed my eyes to settle back in, and wondered to myself, “Maybe I am pregnant?” I felt the pressure on my hips again.
As much fun as everything was, I was excited to come home to my little family. I still hadn’t started my new cycle, and was 4 days late when I got back home. I decided to take the third final pregnancy test, and almost instantly, the extra line appeared. I couldn’t believe it.
I stood there in shock for at least a minute, staring at the test, and tears in my eyes. It actually happened, and on our first month of officially trying. It was a huge surprise since it took us a while to get pregnant with Liv. I was wondering if we’d need another year or so to make it happen, and here we are. I couldn’t wait to tell the Pilot, who was laying down with Liv in bed before her nap. He came out of her room, and I just blurted it out. Of course, my mom called the SECOND I told Tom. I think she knew. I wanted to tell her right then, but as someone who is superstitious, I want to wait a while before we spread the news.
The rest of the day, Tom and I would look at each other and smile with our little secret. I had forgotten how incredible and exciting a positive pregnancy test feels, and also how fun it is to talk about what we need to do: share the news with the big sis (waiting until we hear a heartbeat), find a doctor, tell the family, set up the nursery…
I’m filled with gratitude right now: for our growing family, for someone else to have Tom as their dad, to watch Liv as a big sister, and to have this sweet baby growing in my belly. It’s an exciting time 🙂 I just hope and pray that everything goes well.