I never thought I would enjoy and live for the moment that someone would give me a kick or a punch. When I feel that little thud or strong little kick, my heart stops, my mind draws a blank and for moments at a time I can only manage to daydream about my little man. It still amazes me that somehow a human being is growing inside of me. As I've said and preached on many occasions, this is truly a miracle that can only be from the heavens. I cannot imagine a greater gift or attribute this to simply human anatomy. This cycle is much too perfected and amazing that a divine hand must be involved.
As each passing day brings new joys, thoughts, and ideas, I can only think of how amazing this journey is to becoming a mommy. Already, the panics when we go to a sonogram and making sure he is right on target to all the questions racing through my mind of what his handsome face will look like. I am getting so anxious to meet him and know what it might be like to know him as more than a fuzzy black and white picture.
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