Shared in Our Health
|
Nine months of expectancy can mean so many things... It is: * The realization that you're carrying another person inside of you. How amazing to think someone is alive and growing within! * A rollercoaster of emotions... up one moment and down again the next! * Demanding. Carrying around so many extra pounds and so much extra bulk can tire a body out! Particularly when the center of balance is thrown off and there are many things yet to do! * Sobering to realize that you will be responsible for raising this new life. How will this little person fit into your life? Will you meet the challenge in a way that honors God? Will you successfully lead this soul to Christ? * Fun to feel the baby move and watch your tummy dance! What's this? A hand! Oh, and there's a foot! And that! That is definitely the baby's back... * Frightening... Just thinking of the pain of labor and delivery, knowing precisely what it is like from past experience, makes me desire to remain pregnant forever! * Strengthening to remember that I can do all things, though, through Christ! Even endure a great deal of discomfort. * A letting go. I am not in control. God is. Only He can decide if this baby will make it to term, if there will be any complications during the delivery, or if Baby and I will remain well, afterward. But there is safety in this "letting go", as I know God works all things out for my good. * Long. But, there is a reason for this, I've learned. It is only through getting to the end and experiencing the discomforts of late pregnancy that we can make ourselves ready to face the unknown. It is in reaching this end of expectancy that makes us willing to face pain, all in the hopes of finally feeling "normal again", and of meeting this precious individual. * A contradiction! How can one be any closer to someone than they are while expecting? A new little person within, seated directly beneath the heart. Yet, still... strangely far away. Not close enough! * Work! Getting ready for the baby means making room for him or her, cleaning and sewing, buying a myriad of "necessities" and sometimes building and assembling!
|
Thoughts
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|












