Little Miracle

We just got home from the clinic where they confirmed that I am definitely pregnant! (The picture is of the home test that I took yesterday.) We are beyond thrilled! This precious little miracle is an answered prayer. For months now, we have been wanting to expand our little family. We just needed the other part to the equation...

With Brady, I wasn't so excited when I found out. It was my first pregnancy. I was scared, sick and didn't know what to expect. Honestly, vanity played a big part in my poutiness. I just knew that I would gain 100 + pounds and spend the rest of my miserable life trying to desperately fit back into my pre-pregnancy jeans. Much to my amazement, I did not gain 100 pounds, and what I did gain was gone in less than 3 months and I was quickly back into my jeans! Now, I'm ashamed that I ever felt that way. How could I? Why didn't I take the time to realize what a blessing I had been given?

However, when they put that precious little bundle in my arms, I could have cared less if I ever lost the baby weight. Nothing in this life could ever come close to comparing to that moment. I was holding a miracle!

So, this time around I vow to cherish every quickly passing moment. I will love watching my body change and grow and shelter this precious little one (which for now, I'll refer to as Baby X). This time around instead of wishing away the next nine months I'll, as Irma Bombeck so elequoently stated, "realize that the wonderment growing inside me [is my] only chance in life to assist God in a miracle".

Wow...That's hard to wrap my mind around. Not once, but twice, God has chosen ME to assist HIM in a miracle! I don't feel worthy of that honor. To HIM goes all the glory!