The doctor had me admitted into Labor & Delivery today to monitor the contractions I’ve been having. I knew I’d eventually be sent home, but while I was hooked up to the IV and given some muscle relaxers to slow down the contractions, I had one thought: gratefulness.
At the beginning of this year, I had no clue I’d be pregnant. Every pregnancy is nothing less than a miracle and this one is especially miraculous because it was not even in our plans. It is something I can’t possibly take for granted. On top of that, being able to carry this baby to at least 35 weeks is as astounding as getting pregnant in the first place. I have known too many dear friends who have had difficulty conceiving and bringing a baby to term, that I cannot take this lightly. So in spite of all the unknowns about the future, I’m humbled and thankful to be able to have this precious soul in my womb. What a miracle. What an honor.
So per doctor’s orders, I’m “taking it easy” and enjoying the fact that God is putting His finishing touches on our son before we meet him at last.
I leave you with a picture of how we’ve been enjoying our time while we’re still a family of four: