Today I am thinking of a dear friend. A momma to be that is only 17 weeks pregnant and waiting on surgery today in hopes that it will keep her little angel where she needs to be; in her belly; for the duration of her pregnancy. I am thinking of her as she faces 13 or more weeks of strict bed rest in the hospital.
I don't know how she feels. I had a good pregnancy; pretty stress free. I thank God everyday for that,but I can only begin to imagine the worry that comes with this. The moment you find out that you are pregnant you become a mom. You start to feel everything that goes along with that. Love, worry, anxiety, responsibility for the being that is growing inside you. I do know how much a momma cares for that baby from that very instant she reads the pregnancy test. All you want is for everything to be OK.
Today I am reminded of how thankful I am for Channing. I know I write about how much I love her and how words cannot even begin to express that but today I just can't stop thinking about her for even one second. Today is one of those days that all I want to do is go pick her up from her little church school and hold her for the rest of the day. Last night I went to check on her before I went to bed and just stood there staring at her for the longest time. I cannot for one instant imagine my life before her. I felt her little tummy like I always do to make sure she was breathing... I can't help it. I have done that since she was itty bitty... just a mom thing I guess. Then I gave her a kiss on her little head like I always do... hoping I won't disturb her peaceful sleep. There are trying times in parenthood... ie: fits, teething, blowouts.... but the good AMAZING times outweigh those ten fold. Being a parent is the biggest blessing that God could have ever entrusted Chandler and I with. For that I am eternally grateful.
Today I am asking for prayers on behalf of my friend and her sweet family of three. I believe that prayer works. If you believe that too, I know they will appreciate the prayers.