Hello Friends and Followers-
Happy Friday! Sorry for being so absent. Our poor site was hacked miserably and is back up and running thanks to a good friend and co-worker of mine.
So many people have been checking in on me, which I greatly appreciate, so thought it would be time for a quick update. Tonight’s post is very fitting. It’s come full circle from the reason I started blogging – sharing my infertility journey and guiding others going through the same path. Well, now I am in a different two week wait. The one everyone dreams of being in while going through infertility. The end is near. Our rainbow baby is on his way. Now we just need patience.
Being pregnant for me has been a scary thing. Actually it is for everyone who has faced miscarriages. We worry and have anxiety constantly. The what ifs are endless. I’ve been so worried the entire time, what if he comes at 25 weeks or 30 weeks and we end up in the NICU. How would I handle that? Well today, here I sit at 39 weeks and baby is not quite ready to come out yet. Instead of getting frustrated he isn’t here yet – how lucky am I to say I’ve carried both of my babies full term. So many moms out there could only dream to be in my position, so while the wait is hard, am I annoyed- not really. Today, I’m thankful. Thankful that God has given me an overall healthy pregnancy where I don’t have to be rushed in to be induced due to medical challenges. I honestly feel He wants me to appreciate every moment of these last days. We worked so hard physically, emotionally, and financially to get to this point and I know this will be our last baby so I’m really going to take it all in. Appreciate every kick from baby, every hiccup, every ounce of heartburn he’s killing me with, back pain, insomnia, extra pounds, the list goes on! But this is it! After these two weeks, I will never be able to experience this joy again. The way a women is built to carry another human being is beyond fascinating to me. What our bodies are capable of doing is miraculous. Of course it is hard to see the physical changes. This baby is really putting some permanent scars on my body, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
So here’s to another week. I promise everyone will be made aware when this miracle boy makes his entry into the world. For now, please just pray for patience and a healthy, natural delivery for us. I really don’t want to be induced if I don’t have to. I’ve waited 3 years for this baby to come into our lives and I know when he is ready, he will make his debut and complete our family exactly when he is supposed to. ( Even if that means at 41 weeks 😉 )
P.S. Please don’t tell me to eat pineapple, drink a certain tea, drive down bumpy roads, or go have sex. I’m fully confident he will come on his own.
– “Even miracles take a little time.”
Have a beautiful weekend!