Thursday, November 7, 2013


You would think that being pregnant with my third baby, (THIRD? What?! Who am I? When did that happen?) that the whole idea of pregnancy would become somewhat normal.  That I would be used to it, accustomed to certain feelings, confident in what to expect.  To a certain extent, I am definitely more confident in certain things.  But largely this pregnancy, I am baffled at how unbelievable it all still is to me.  Truly unbelievable.  I think the people around me are more used to me being pregnant than I am.  I know that makes no sense.  But it really is true - I don't get used to it.  It always, every day, every second, feels like a strange, crazy, amazing miracle.  Every time the baby moves, every SINGLE time, I can not fathom that there is a human being inside me.  In the quiet times when I am in horrible (I wish I could sugar coat it - it's really horrible) pain in the really early hours of the morning, I pray for our baby and think about this plan that God had for bringing children into this world.  His plan was to grow humans inside other humans.  I mean, I know it's been happening since literally forever, but really?!  How crazy is that?  All of this comes and hits you and overcomes you when you are in labor and you hear this cry of a human for the first time that one split second ago, was not even in the room.  That a few hours ago, was silent inside your body.  A few months ago, was a thought and a prayer.  And then, they live.  They breathe.  They cry and walk and love.

Unbelievable.  I don't think we should ever get used to it.

1 comment:

  1. once again youve made me cry, little girl. I work with babes every day and marvel in the miracle of a healthy baby. It should always be appreciated, and never taken for granted. xo