Really, we’re pregnant?

We were biking along the streets of Luang Prabang, Laos. It was a December morning and another particularly chilly day (for my tropical standards). The streets were quiet—almost meditative. We stopped at a neighborhood pharmacy, parked our vintage Japanese bikes on the curb, and navigated our way into asking the middle-aged Laotian proprietress for a pregnancy test kit.

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Our vintage Japanese bikes in Luang Prabang, Laos which we used (with compliments from the hotel) to go around the small lovely town.

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Becoming a Wife

This transition has been around too long: from girlfriend to fiance, and then wife.

Before I continue, I must confess that I have for a time expected that the role of wife was not for me. Fiercely independent (to the point of being stubbornly arrogant), I had plotted to be perfectly self-sufficient and defiantly happy even if almost everyone in my world is getting married, having babies, and pompously asking me about my turn.

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