Short Thought.

The feeling of being blessed has utterly picked me up and brought me off my feet.

Blessed for all we have been through.

Because I now KNOW what it is like to be in the shoes I personally have walked and can minister to so many women due to it.

Because I have met so many wonderful women.

Because now I can just cry at the drop of the hat when stopping to think about how truly loved and amazed by the miracle of life I am.

I may complain at times. Feel frustrated about life.

But I wouldnt change what God has given us.

We have a family that is truly celebrating and excited about this pending arrival. We have a God that loves us dearly. And friends that are willing to know our hearts and love us through the tough times.

I am blessed. No matter how long God decides to give us this life, I will celebrate this little one. Because as a woman that has experienced loss and infertily knows, not everything goes as expected or hoped.

But all I can do is hope for the best, and send my prayers up to God and believe that the Holy Spirit will interceed when necessary to keep this baby healthy and thriving.

I am dreaming of the future.
James is taking it one week at a time. I think he is afraid to take that leap of faith, and I completely understand.