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Tre, this one’s for you.

Before I tell you about how you came into the world, you need some context. It’s the only way you can fully understand HOW WILD it was when I saw those two pink lines on that pregnancy test.

More on that later.

Your daddy and I were not on the same page when it came to this whole me-moving-across-the-country thing back in 2015.

As you get older, you’ll hear how communication is so important, especially in relationships. Well, here’s an example of why that communication is so important.

When I decided to pursue a post-graduate fellowship after pharmacy school, your dad and I had two different opinions about what “pursuing” meant. See, all the good fellowship programs were located on the far side of the country—either in San Francisco or further on up the East Coast.

I thought we had an understanding that if I was accepted to a program then I was definitely going. Apparently we didn’t, because as I found out once I was accepted, he was ready to talk about it and I was wondering what there was to talk about.

Depending on what age you are when you’re reading this, you may or may not know this about me, but when I decide to do something, I’m doing it. So despite that little blip in the airwaves, I ended up in a pharmacy fellowship that had me trekking from Indiana to Jersey to Silver Spring, Maryland for months at a time. And that put your father and I in a long distance relationship—something that neither of us had anticipated.

Fellows make a decent salary, but not a whole lot of money. So even though I was working, I also had a few side hustles for extra cash. I used the extra money to pay my student loans and to contribute to our household expenses back in Atlanta.

I tutored students in Spanish, helped other students prepare to take the pharmacy school entrance exam, and sold digital prints on Etsy. (I wonder if Etsy will still be a thing by the time you read this.)

Fortunately at the time, I didn’t have any health issues to worry about. I was in great shape. Exercised often. Ate well. I only went to the doctor for yearly check-ups.

Because of that I chose a pretty expensive health plan. I was willing to pay more if I needed an actual medical service because I didn’t expect to need any. God and His jokes…

This would also be a good time to add that I was on the most reliable birth control money could buy—a copper IUD. 99.3% effective. We didn’t want to chance any little Megans or Mikes until we were ready.

To be clear, we didn’t think we were ready at all, but apparently God had other ideas.

Now would be a great time to read this post: What an IUD Pregnancy Taught Me About Passion.

To be continued…

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