Thankfulness seems to be such a natural and ingrained part of life these days, which just gives me one more thing to be thankful for! I think it’s almost impossible not to be thankful each morning when I wake up and see all of the little miracles taking place right in front of me. Every day that the baby grows and gets stronger and healthier, I’m thankful. Every time I feel a little movement or a big kick, thankful. Every chance I get to step into the nursery and see all of the pieces coming together, or I envision rocking the baby to sleep in the nook and wandering in to check on him or her during nap time, thankful.
The idea that this life has been ordained by God and entrusted to us is incredible to me!
Nothing is for granted. Not one single day or breath or event or moment. But every joy that is given to us makes all of the difficulties and struggles and worries more valuable, because we can appreciate the difference. And we can see God’s hand in our lives and count the blessings He has given us, although we are undeserving.
I cannot imagine a greater joy than knowing, firsthand, the love of a mother or a father for their child. This is, after all, a glimpse of what our loving Creator feels for us. Can you fathom it?!
All of the anticipation is worth it now, and our little one isn’t even here yet. And every day that I get to spend marveling at the ultrasound photo from weeks ago, at such tiny features and parts that were already perfect and still are and will be when they get here…every day I thank God for allowing me to be the vessel. For allowing us to learn the significance of parental, unconditional love.
Today, I am just thankful. And 8 weeks from baby’s expected arrival.
what more could a girl ask for?