As I was laying on the couch earlier today, I started to cry...
And not because a of crazy hormones or the constant nausea or perpetual tiredness that surrounds me.
No, I started crying tears of utter joy.
Joy that my body after nearly 5 years of no pregnancy...
That after months and months of BFN...
And after countless doctors visits and blood work and surgery and medicine and shots...
My body some how did and is doing something right.
I'm in beautiful amazement that there's a little one nestled inside my womb.
A forever soul that is already so loved by his/her mom and dad.
It's truly amazing how, after years and years of heart break and pain and suffering, we never gave up hope.
We never gave up faith.
And now, in what is still a beautiful amazement and shock to me, I'm with child.
Hope and faith.
Two key ingredients to surviving the not so great moments.
All I can say, is that if today is the day for you where you are feeling a tremendous amount of pain, sorrow and confusion...hold on.
Hold on to that hope.
Cling to that faith.
Trust that He has things in store for you that will most definitely surpass your wildest dreams.
He's done that for us.
Doctor's always seemed discouraged to hear that we had gone X amount of years without a pregnancy.
But the thing is, you never know God's timing and plans.
So continue to hold onto hope and faith and trust that wonderful things are coming.
Sure, there may be some rocky waters in the process...but it's worth it in the end.
Counting my blessings today and crying joyful, grateful tears for this beautiful miracle.
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