All I've Ever Wanted

By: Bernadette, Esq.

Over the past two months, I have worked hard to perfect my sleepless night stare at my smart phone hit refresh button every two seconds routine. As a result, I was quite pleased this past Friday when I was able to apply my newly acquired talent to activities other than checking for ultrasounds from India.

For those of you who recall, I sat for the bar exam a week prior to our trip to India. Like infertility, acquiring your license to practice law in the USA takes too long, costs too much, and often leaves you wondering what possessed you to hop on the crazy-train in the first place.

Nevertheless, when it's all over and you finally SUCCEED... boy does it feel good!

And so, I was thrilled to receive notice on Friday that if ever I am in the mood to display an air of superiority, justify my penchant for "debating" marital issues with Duane, or oh yeah, practice law, I am free to tack three special little letters onto the end of my name because... I have officially passed the bar!

Can I get a GIANT sigh of relief please? (I'll spare you the story of a girl who had a complete break down mid-exam on Day 1 when her computer crashed one fourth the way through Essay Question #3. However, if Dad, Esq. happens to be reading, "that girl" would like to publicly THANK him for the mid-day pep talk, the after exam support, and the phenomenal celebratory dinner this past Friday!)

And wouldn't you know it, because I was so relieved to receive the above piece of news, I made it through an ENTIRE ONE HOUR yoga class the following morning without checking my phone for an ultrasound update-- now that's what I call progress-- after which I discovered that we had received our update and both Twin I and Twin II (definitely coming up with blogging suedos for these gals this week) continue to do wonderfully, measuring roughly a week and a half ahead with solid heart rates of 150 and 156. AHHHHHHHHHHH! Look out second trimester, here we come!!!

To top off this fantabulous weekend, a good friend of mine that I met in law school got married last night, which meant I had the opportunity to spend the weekend with my three favorite newly minted lawyers a/k/a the only other people on the planet who could truly appreciate just how AWESOME this bar-passing thing feels.

Feeling very official with our new titles

It was also the first time I got to share "our baby news" with them in person. Over the past three years, I spent a LOT of time with these lovely ladies. They were the perfect infertility friends-- young, childless and still more concerned with not getting pregnant than getting pregnant.  Unfortunately for them, acquiring me as a friend meant that they got a crash course in all things baby-making-- whether they signed up for it or not. Nevertheless, they were always there for me as the bad news came pouring in.

Which is why last night it felt SO GOOD to finally have some positive news to share!  Of course, the highlight of the night (aside from one of the above mentioned ladies "dancing her way to the cake line") was definitely the woman at our table, whom none of us had ever met, eyeing up my stomach and commenting to her date about the number of vodka tonics I was pouring back. We couldn't understand it, until we realized that the entire night we had been discussing "my pregnancy" and "my babies due in the spring." To make matters worse, throughout the night, I continually asked her if she was sure she wouldn't like a drink, only to discover that when she stood up, she was sporting a baby bump of her own. Perhaps I should start wearing a disclaimer of sorts when out in public and simultaneously drinking alcohol and discussing my unborn children. (Or not. The look on our tablemate's face was priceless!)

As a result of all this recent good news, my sister asked me this weekend what third good thing I thought was coming my way-- you know, because "good things come in threes." First the babies, then the bar, what third "good thing" could possibly be next? Whatever it is, I don't want it. Seriously. I have never been SO HAPPY in my entire life.

This is it. It's ALL I've ever wanted. I have a wonderful husband, an engaging career and most importantly, I AM GOING TO BE A MOM (x3)! 

What else in the world could I possibly want?