They say that over seven years, every cell in your body becomes new. Essentially, every seven years, you are a new person.
For seven years we have hoped, prayed, cried, wished, planned, worked, lost, given up, revised, fought and hoped again and again. It’s been hard. Really hard. And beautiful at times. Really beautiful.
I’m not sure I understand why it’s taken seven years — or even that I’m looking to understand — but I do know the last seven years made us into entirely new people.
Little one, after a long and transformative seven years, we can’t wait to finally meet you in five short and shape-shifting months.
We are genuinely filled with both gratitude and shock as we get to announce that our Baby Attermann is — at last — due January 2020.