A sense of relief..

Through the highs and lows of this last trimester I have to tell you that this pregnancy has been the time of my life, I look back on alllll of the moments I have shared with getting to know people and I wouldnt have my life any other way. I have come in contact with people who have taught me what it is like to serve people and expect nothing in return, I have had the chance to filter out my life with all the people who dont belong, I have had the chance to be reminded how special I am and that my story does make a big difference in others lives...that I get the chance to learn what the greatest blessing that I could ever be blessed with. There are times that I see myself as a failure and at the time I am lucky enough to be lifted up by so many people who  allow me to see how great I was created to be and the kind of mom I will be. This past week I have been in numerous amounts of doctor visits, hospital visits and moments that never felt like I was going to catch a breath...literally. When having heart problems, there is so much more that come into play, you have to learn not to get overly emotional about the things that dont matter, you gotta pay attention to every detail of how long something lasts, how is the babys movement being, to what exactly your doing to simply what is triggering it...it doesnt always make sense. It sometimes even takes feeling hopeless... yet the most comforting part that takes place in all of this has been when I get on bended knee and I tell God just where I am at...what I expect to be feeling and what I expect to be grateful for...and the thing I love the most is that God knows about each of his children is... that he doesnt allow us to talk to him for his benefit, but simply because he knows when we can talk about something out loud, it forms a sense of relief. I have found that my biggest form of relief has been thru knowing that this will all be worth it.. this will have the best gift I could ever be given.