Well, here I am in disbelief that I am actually in my third trimester of this pregnancy. My baby girl will be here in 12 short weeks. I will be able to see her, hold her, feed her, and tell her that I love her. I will learn to recognize her cries. I will do countless loads of laundry from all of the baby spit up. I will be able to see my husband hold his daughter, my parents hold their grand daughter.
I will enjoy every moment that I still have in this pregnancy, swollen feet and all. I will treasure every kick, every punch, every dash to the bathroom as she hits my bladder with scary accuracy.
I will also keep my friends in prayer. My dear friends that are still walking their path of infertility, crying out to God to bless their wombs. I will love them, sometimes from afar, as they struggle daily. I will not forget how painful it is. I will not take this for granted.
This gave me chills, Shannen. CHILLS. (((hugs)))
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