The Greatest Miracle of Life Chapter Five
The light from the window woke me the next morning, Friday. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was early - 6:30. I surveyed myself mentally and realized that while the nausea was there, I didn't feel that I was going to be sick. Maybe that was a good sign. More than that, I was feeling silly. Downright giddy, actually. I couldn't have defined the feeling back then, but now I would call it feeling girly. Playfully, I rolled over and kissed my husband on the cheek, feeling the...