Irreplaceable

Being pregnant has it's own interesting challenges, like trying to find an outfit when your normal clothes don't fit and your maternity clothes feel enormous. But as long as everyone is comfortable with my random ensambles, all is well.

I was sitting in church yesterday, and my mind kept wondering to thoughts of the future. I'm sure this happens with all pregnant women. I thought about this baby, what will he/she be like and will it be a he or she? What will my life look like? Will I enjoy being a mom or feel totally overwhelmed? In anxiety to know the answers to all of these questions, I found myself wishing the baby would come sooner. After having that thought, I caught myself, as I often do. I have to stop myself from desiring a fast forward button, because I often forget to enjoy the present joys of each day.

I started to recount the blessings that I am experiencing everyday: I love watching my body change, knowing that God is busy knitting His creation inside of me. I love knowing that I have so much to look forward to and anticipate (once we learn that Santa isn't real, our surprises in life seem to lessen). I love telling people that I am pregnant, and watching their faces light up. I love connecting with other women who have experienced the same journey, and receiving much needed advice on how to selflessly love a child. Most of all, I love the way that my growing stomach has impacted my relationship with Ted. I love that he has developed a new attitude about being a leader and a provider. I love his sensitivity to my needs, and his excitement over my added curves. I love thinking about this partnership I have with him, and how we will grow even closer as we team up to raise a child. Everytime Ted talks to my belly, I'm reminded that this season of life is truly irreplaceable.