A week late, I bring you my "half-way" pictures! 20 weeks of evidence for the growing miracle inside.
Tonight I am thinking of some friends who are sorrowing. Two precious mothers who lost their own growing miracles just last night.
I revisited my last "Plunged Into The Deep" post, and was sobered accordingly as I read the words I wrote some months ago. today feels so far away from that time, and yet it all happened yesterday.
Tonight my laptop is resting on my lap, but my lap is disappearing under a big round ball full of life! My feet are swelling some already, and every other part of my body is rounding out as well. I am trying to walk "normal" since there is really no excuse for waddling... yet.
My hip and shoulder are getting sore at night from lying on one side, and peanut butter sandwiches, and ice cream cravings have been the bane of my "round" existence.
I have a choice. My cup is not half empty. It is not even half full. It is full to overflowing! Everywhere - even in my aches - are signs of life. Signs of an everyday miracle.
Evidence of the mercies I could not earn, and do not deserve, yet am graced with by a God whose ways I don't understand.
I don't understand, but I will choose to be thankful! To be grateful! To see the gift, and be amazed by the Giver.
He is good.
3 years ago