Maybe I’m the only person who did this, but throughout my entire engagement (which was absurdly long), the littlest things would make me cry. I was so over the moon happy. Every love song, every touching commercial (blast you Hallmark), every card from a friend, basically, you name it and I would cry.
I am feeling the same way now. I cry. A lot.
During the sonogram, I felt completely humbled. It really is a miracle. That’s a baby. Growing inside me. A little piece of Chris and a little piece of me. And all we had to do was wait a couple of years? Is that all? Honestly, at that moment, the wait seemed so short. The remaining 33 weeks until I get to meet E seems way longer.
So there are certainly moments when I find myself crying because it seems so unbelievable. Times I’m so joyful I might bust. Times I’m really scared like when I get too lightheaded and worry I’m hurting E.
But there are more times than those when I am crying for my dear friends.
On my way home the other night, “While I’m Waiting” came on the radio. Hello infertility anthem. How many times have I prayed the words of that song? I immediately started crying and just calling out to the Lord asking for the same miracle for my friends.
Still crying, I thought, oh thank you that I have a God who I can turn to and pray for my friends. Can you imagine going through this, or anything else life-altering, and NOT believing in our merciful, loving God?
In all this week, I am grateful for our little miracle. Grateful the baby makes me lightheaded because apart from being tired and yet completely unable to sleep past 3:00 am, that’s my only pregnancy symptom. Grateful to have met such wonderful women along the way. Grateful I can pray for them every day. And grateful for our amazing Father who loves each of us and has plans for all of our lives far more unbelievable than we could ever dream.
I am feeling the same way now. I cry. A lot.
During the sonogram, I felt completely humbled. It really is a miracle. That’s a baby. Growing inside me. A little piece of Chris and a little piece of me. And all we had to do was wait a couple of years? Is that all? Honestly, at that moment, the wait seemed so short. The remaining 33 weeks until I get to meet E seems way longer.
So there are certainly moments when I find myself crying because it seems so unbelievable. Times I’m so joyful I might bust. Times I’m really scared like when I get too lightheaded and worry I’m hurting E.
But there are more times than those when I am crying for my dear friends.
On my way home the other night, “While I’m Waiting” came on the radio. Hello infertility anthem. How many times have I prayed the words of that song? I immediately started crying and just calling out to the Lord asking for the same miracle for my friends.
Still crying, I thought, oh thank you that I have a God who I can turn to and pray for my friends. Can you imagine going through this, or anything else life-altering, and NOT believing in our merciful, loving God?
In all this week, I am grateful for our little miracle. Grateful the baby makes me lightheaded because apart from being tired and yet completely unable to sleep past 3:00 am, that’s my only pregnancy symptom. Grateful to have met such wonderful women along the way. Grateful I can pray for them every day. And grateful for our amazing Father who loves each of us and has plans for all of our lives far more unbelievable than we could ever dream.
And I, my dear, am so very grateful for you. I thank God for you and the blessing that you are to all of us that you have encouraged and prayed for. You are so very special!
ReplyDeleteHi there. I'm commenting about your previous post, but wanted to leave it here in case you didn't check the other post. About the lightheadedness--I had that a lot as well in the first weeks of my pregnancy. In hindsight, I figured out that I'd get lightheaded and very faint feeling whenever I'd get too hungry. And sometimes even when I didn't feel hungry. It started going away once I learned how to eat--mainly, something every two hours. Even a small snack. I never was nauseated, but I don't think the "I'm going to pass out" feeling is any better! Good luck with it, and hopefully figuring out your food needs will help alleviate it. (It was mostly gone for me after the first trimester. Coming back a bit now, but not near as bad.)
ReplyDeleteI, too, am so thankful for you!! I have only "known" you for a few months, but I think about you often and I am so happy you have a reason to cry happy tears!
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