No need to get excited, I'm not pregnant.
Being pregnant and pregnancy in general are things that have been on my mind for a
couple of years now.
I have three healthy beautiful children.
Which I am very thankful for.
But neither one came without hardship.
The first gave practically no problems until the end of my pregnancy.
The other surprised me at only 17 weeks with what would end up being the
biggest life altering moment in my life. (more on that this weekend)
And my final child spared nothing in teaching me just how uniquely intricate our bodies can be.
For as long as I can remember all I've ever wanted was to be a mom.
Nothing else mattered to me.
If I did nothing else in life but become a mother I would be happy.
I loved the thought of motherhood, but was extremely terrified as well.
The thought that you were being entrusted with a creation of God gave me goose bumps.
I am the daughter of a culture that deems your worth on the amount of children you have (unfortunately) and even more so on the number of boys you create.
I am often given a sympathetic look and felt sorry for.
"You should have more kids...have another boy for your son...don't worry about it just put your trust in God."Are often the things I hear the most when I'm around family.
Growing up I imagined I would have had a whole gang of kiddos.
But obviously things don't always work out as we plan.
I'm thankful for my three.
I don't take a moment for granted.
But I would be lying if my heart didn't ache at times when newborns enter our family.
Yet, for now I am content with what He has provided for me and in the end
we are all given as much as we can handle.