Thirty Days
Since neither of us had the patience to wait to find out whether Bean was going to be a boy or a girl, as soon as we were able to, we found out the sex of our baby.
I think Taylor would have been happy either way, but the fact that it is a little girl has brought out his protective instincts even more. It is weird, but for the first couple of months, although we knew I was pregnant, it still didn’t really feel real. It was only after the nightmare with Hannah’s attack that the reality that we could have lost her sunk in. That, and the fact that my expanding waistline couldn’t hide the fact that I was slowly turning into a walking, talking marshmallow.
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