Every single day I thank God for this miracle. Every single day I say a prayer and ask God to allow us to meet this little one face to face. Every single day I know full well that nothing is for certain but each and every day is a day I have been chosen to carry this child in my womb. Every day I know is a day that Creator God is fashioning the unformed body within me as it takes shape and changes daily. Every day is a day God had already planned before one of these days could ever come to pass. Every day that I cannot see or know or even feel the miracle taking place inside me is a day I am reassured this little one is not hidden from Almighty God Himself. Oh how I praise him for He is fearfully and wonderfully putting together this miracle in my womb.
They measure pregnancy by weeks but I can tell you for me, I measure this pregnancy by moments. It's the moments of nausea and the moments it lifts. It's the moments I fall asleep out of sheer exhaustion and the moments I lay awake in the middle of the night restless. It's the moments I journal thoughts to my unborn child or the moments I utter prayers to my Father. The moments pass us by too quickly and are often not even remembered unless we pause within them and make a point to embody the moment to its fullest. For this moment, I will pause and give thanks. We cannot give enough thanks...and this Thanksgiving we will count our abundant and overflowing blessings as we welcome this little one into our home. Baby Wright already has a place in our hearts.
Will you join us in praying for this baby? Thank you for sharing in our joy!