Sunday, March 27, 2011
I don't know that my skin can stretch anymore. My innie is now an outie. I've started to retain some water, so I have a good excuse to put my feet up. When putting my feet up I've been grabbing my pregnancy book to mentally prepare for the next stage: delivery. I know it will be trial of strength, but something that I was born to do. Jeremiah 29:11 says "For I know the plans I have for, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper to you and not to harm you; plans to give you hope and a future." God has planned on me becoming a mother, and Josh a father. And God has plans for our child. I am already dreaming and praying about our baby's future and cannot wait to hold him/her.
Josh's favorite verse is Mark 1:17 "Come follow me and I will make you fishers of men." Josh loves fishing, especially Muskie fishing. He already has dreams and plans for fishing trips and time on a boat for our family. But more than that, he has dreams for our household to be full of God's love. We'll be a household of faith. I know that Josh will be a wonderful father and I look forward to the moment he holds our baby for the first time. My mom told me that one of the most beautiful moments on your child's birth day is the moment your husband becomes a father. I can't wait.
Despite my discomfort I know how incredibly blessed I am. First to be married to Josh, a Catch of a Lifetime. Then to have a wonderful home and dog, Woody. And now...a child to truly make our house a home...to make family memories of giggles and screams. Here's to the next chapter. Ready or not.