These days are full of my entire self feeling anxious. And hesitant. And unsure. With Morgan, I learned the days and months before birth stretch your body. And the days and months after stretch your soul.
Soon we’ll be jumping off that ledge we’ve been peering down. And if I am to be honest, I will say I’m scared.
Mostly, because I remember. And I remember it being hard.
But I also remember looking back. And I remember realizing so intimately how Heavenly Father always perfectly blends sweetness with difficulty and challenge. What was hard then, was also sweet. What was hard was what changed us. And helped us grow.
It’s time to grow again.
Here’s to stretching. And to the pain that will certainly come, bringing with it a perfect glistening soul handed straight from the arms of my Heavenly Father. Handed to me.
I believe I’m growing a miracle. I’ve grown a sweet one once before.
You express things so well. Yes, with the first baby we're scared because of the unknown. With the 2nd (and 9th) we're scared because we remember. But it's a very short moment and then we get to finally hold them and have them in our life. Good luck the next few weeks. I hope baby doesn't stay in there much longer. I know how miserably uncomfortable the last few weeks (especially when they're overdue) are. Loves! Ang
ReplyDeleteSweeeet and true sentiments :)
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