You know I've thought of countless ways to know how to start this post and what would be best to say...what words would I use to explain what I am going thru...and the only thing I could feel to explain how incredible it is to feel life growing inside of you...from the movement, to the hiccups, to just her gettin bigger and the things she does I become even more aware of...by the way she kicks my bladder or the way she pushes her butt up into my ribs...or even the times that I can't hold it anymore to go the bathroom...or even the way bending over to tie my shoes or to shave...it feels like a marathon. It reminds me how every little bit of energy I putting into myself, it is coming out in one way or another. It simply opens up my eyes to know we each need life, and the power God has to allow our bodies to take each breath is simply incredible and thru us we are able to provide that for someone else who is preparing to come to this earth..it isn't always easy to look at life as a single step at a time...it often times when your so use to planning out life, makes you feel like your an awful person/parent because you have to take things like a grain of salt..you've got to let it come and go...but also most of the time we have to cry things out to get us to the next experience to come to understand no amount of worry can change a circumstance and no amount of struggle will make things turn for the better...it is all within our attitudes, do we then find gratitude, perspective, understanding and most of all do we feel like it possible to feel like we can be carried thru to our next circumstance and situation. We then don't dwell on what isn't and we focus on what is... we allow ourselves to receives what often God waits to give us...that he can only give things to people who want it...and sometimes even to the ones who don't deserve it..and not because he looks at us any less then his children..but simply because God understands that our mood doesn't limit our blessings. It limits our gratitude and perspective.
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