Mag-log inTwenty five years went by after that first positive pregnancy test. That is crazy to think about! Maya and Ethan sat on their back porch, watching their own grand children play in the yard. They both were feeling very humble, feeling the love all around them.Sofia had married her college boyfriend and had two kids of her very own. Isabella had become a physical therapist and was engaged to a fantastic guy. Lucas was currently in college, he is studying engineering, and he has a serious girlfriend he even brought home for Thanksgiving."Can you believe this is our life now?" Maya asked, with her hand in Ethan's."Sometimes I still can't," he admitted. "Sometimes I still feel like that scared twenty year old kid, wondering how we were going to make all of this work.""But we did end up making it work, thankfully.""We did. It was not easy. God knows it was not easy. But we did it together."Their oldest grand child, Sofia's daughter Emma, ran up to the porch. "Grandma, Grandpa, we want
Sofia just graduated high school with honors, earning a scholarship to a good university. Maya cried through out the entire ceremony, remembering her own interrupted college experience from years ago, so proud that her daughter was getting to do it the traditional way."Don't cry, Mom," Sofia said, hugging her afterward. "You are going to embarrass me.""I am your mother. It is my job to embarrass you. And I am so proud of you, mija. So incredibly proud."Isabella was thriving in high school, captain of the soccer team, she is surrounded by great friends, she is so full of confidence and joy. Lucas was in middle school, still making them laugh, and he is still the glue that held his sisters together.Ethan's business had grown to three locations. Maya had been promoted to office manager. They were able to pay off the house, built up savings, and even started a college fund for Lucas.They were not rich by any means, but they were comfortable. More importantly, they were happy.On Sofi
The years continued to pass, each one bringing new challenges and joys.Sofia became a teenager, and suddenly Maya and Ethan were navigating a whole new world of drama—friend conflicts, first crushes, body image issues, the constant battle over screen time."I don't understand why I can't have Instagram," Sofia argued one night at dinner. "Everyone else has it.""Everyone else isn't my daughter," Maya replied, a line she'd heard her own mother say a thousand times."You're so unfair! You don't understand anything!"Sofia stormed off to her room, and Maya sighed. Ethan reached over and squeezed her hand."Remember when we thought babies were hard?" he said."Babies are easy. They can't talk back."Isabella was the athlete of the family, playing soccer and basketball and running track. Maya and Ethan spent countless hours on bleachers, cheering her on, driving her to practices and games.Lucas was the surprise comedian, always making them laugh with his observations and antics. He adore
Maya was thirty-two when she found out she was pregnant for the third time.Sofia was eleven, Isabella was nine, and they'd finally reached a stage where life felt manageable. The girls were in school full-time. Maya had been promoted at work. Ethan's business was thriving. They'd even started talking about taking a real vacation, just the two of them, for their anniversary.And then, two pink lines."You've got to be kidding me," Maya said, staring at the test.But unlike the first two times, this pregnancy felt different. They were older now, more established, more financially secure. They had a house with an extra bedroom. They knew what they were doing.Still, the thought of starting over with a newborn after nine years was daunting.The girls were thrilled when they told them. Sofia, ever the responsible older sister, immediately started planning how she'd help with the baby. Isabella wanted to know if she could teach the baby to climb trees."Let's get through the baby learning
The years passed in a blur of birthday parties and first days of school, scraped knees and bedtime stories, laughter and tears and everything else in between.Sofia started kindergarten, and Maya cried watching her daughter walk into the classroom with her too-big backpack. When had her baby gotten so big?Isabella was a wild child, fearless and energetic, constantly keeping them on their toes. Where Sofia had been cautious and careful, Isabella climbed everything, jumped off everything, tested every boundary."She's going to give us gray hair," Ethan said one day after Isabella had climbed onto the kitchen counter and nearly given them both heart attacks."She already has," Maya laughed, pointing to the silver strands appearing at Ethan's temples.Maya finished her associate's degree when Isabella was three, walking across the stage with her family cheering in the audience. It had taken her six years instead of two, but she'd done it. She'd proven that being a young mother didn't mea
Sofia was two when Maya discovered she was pregnant again.This time, the two pink lines brought a different kind of panic. They'd been careful—more careful than before. But apparently, not careful enough."How are we going to do this?" Maya asked Ethan, staring at the test. "We're barely managing with one. How are we going to handle two?"But Ethan surprised her. Instead of panic, his face broke into a smile. "Sofia's going to be a big sister.""Ethan, this isn't—we can't—""We said that last time too," he reminded her gently. "And look at us now. We're okay. We're more than okay. We've got this, Maya."This pregnancy was different from the first. Maya knew what to expect now, knew what her body would go through. But it was also harder—she was chasing after a toddler while dealing with morning sickness and exhaustion.They'd moved into their own apartment six months earlier, a small two-bedroom place that was nothing fancy but was theirs. Now they'd have to figure out how to fit two







