So many people around me are having or have just had babies. It’s sort of ironic that these people are the ones who say stuff like, “it’ll happen, in Gods timing” and “wait to have babies, just wait” or “pregnancy is hard”. Shut it up. I would trade them spots in a heart beat.
My sister in law still acts like she has contracted the plague for the second time in a row. I don’t know about you, but I believe that words and thoughts and beliefs that we carry impact the future of ourselves and our babies. If she has this much dread and confusion about finding herself knocked up, yet again, how is that impacting the baby. I don’t get it.
I’m probably going to be worshiping and thanking God through the hard parts of pregnancy. Why? Because I know what it is to lose. I know what it is to have the heart shattering disappointment and the fear that accompanies every future pregnancy. I am so excited to be pregnant and to carry a baby to term, I can hardly stand it. I cannot wait to conceive. And I’ll be praising God and rejoicing through it all.