I can't keep calm...I'm in my third trimester!

You know, late nights like tonight when I lay in bed and my mind wanders of alll the possibilities of....what will it be like to meet her, what will it be like to hold her for the first time, what will it be like to see her eyes open up as she listens to my voice...tears stream down my face as I feel so overwhelmed at the thought of becoming a mom and how my late nights will consist of rocking a little angel to sleep, watching how such a precious life could possibly be given to me...watching her eyes flutter as she dreams the night away...late nights where she will wake just to be fed...or simply be held..she reminds me that I never believed that I would be laying here at this time of night watching every movement to her trying to get comfortable...she knows exactly when bed time is...and just when the night comes to a silent night,  to the sun raising and playing a little game her and I recently started playing...that you cant deny of how smart and wonderful she already is...what a sweet little spirit that has taught me how to remind me the simplicity of trusting who I am again and how God is ever so near in my life...consistent, constant and unchanging. how could I not feel blessed when my mind reflects on every little miracle that has taken place in my life. With moments that await for me, I absorb the moments now that take me back and help me see just how near God is...how close he is... I never thought I could understand him more as a father until the day I became a mother..and realized what love he has for us as his child...and why he has done alll that he has and how easy it all is to comprehend...yet so overwhelming that someone we know and haven't seen face to face in this life time could possibly love us so deeply...that to me sets me back in a whole new way...I couldn't possibly imagine ever not being able to meet my baby girl or hear from her! It truly makes me want to regain that relationship I had once in heaven with God...to be regained with the understanding that no matter what I do...he will love me anyways. He truly has blessed me in such a way, as my little angel takes me back to the simple things....I am reminded of how we all just want that. Someone to notice us..someone to love us...someone to recognize who we are...and someone who will just tell us how it's all going to be okay. I truly know the impact of speaking what we feel, what we see...is ever so important...just cause it's not important to you doesn't mean it isn't important to someone else...but don't forget in that, just cause someone doesn't ask...doesn't mean they don't care... sometimes the way ppl respond to us is simply based on they're knowledge of the experiences they've been handed...not based on your personal beliefs about yourself...ppl don't go out of they're ways to respond to your life do to the knowledge they know. Some call it gifts to the respond with loving genuine heart....I simply call it character. We are taught to become all that we are..but its up to us what we let shape us into what we're designed to be and what we chose to let us progress when it is so simple to regress. Try to not get caught up and what isnt...and focus on all that what is...you'll be amazed on how you much relief you'll feel when you don't let others affect your response.