The girls and I woke up yesterday not feeling too hot. Sneezing and snotty noses have been our high points.
Today, although I didn't feel well at all, I had to do something with the 40lbs of apples that have been sitting on my kitchen floor. I had asked my mother in law if she could come help me make them into applesauce. Bless her heart she obliged.
After the applesauce was finished, I decided to lay down and rest. I was so wiped out. She kept the girls occupied for awhile which was heavenly.
As I was resting, I spent some time praying. I had been thinking I have been feeling this little baby move, but I'm just 100% sure. It's been so long since I've been pregnant, and I knew when the girls were moving right away (benefit of two at once I guess), but this has been a different feeling. It's so intense. I had prayed that when this little baby moved, the Lord would make it completely obvious to me.
With having lost Trenton at 17 weeks, I have tried to stay so positive about this pregnancy, but I think we as women always worry, until we see that precious face.
I was laying in bed tonight talking with my husband. He had asked if it was just allergies bothering me, or a cold. I have just recently gotten over a cold. I was telling him how I felt, and I was fighting back tears at the same time. I just don't feel at all like my "normal" self.
Almost instantly, after we grew silent, the Lord answered my prayer. I felt this little baby kick for the first time. It was so amazing. It was the lightest kick. If I wouldn't have been paying attention I wouldn't have felt it.
I shed some tears and thanked the Lord for giving me that blessing. He always gives us just what we need. Sometimes we forget though.
Lately I haven't been spending a whole lot of time with Him, but yet He answered my prayer, because He loves me.
I'm so thankful for his mercy and grace. Without it I would surely feel like a failure, more than I already do.
Thank you Jesus for this beautiful blessing.
Today, although I didn't feel well at all, I had to do something with the 40lbs of apples that have been sitting on my kitchen floor. I had asked my mother in law if she could come help me make them into applesauce. Bless her heart she obliged.
After the applesauce was finished, I decided to lay down and rest. I was so wiped out. She kept the girls occupied for awhile which was heavenly.
As I was resting, I spent some time praying. I had been thinking I have been feeling this little baby move, but I'm just 100% sure. It's been so long since I've been pregnant, and I knew when the girls were moving right away (benefit of two at once I guess), but this has been a different feeling. It's so intense. I had prayed that when this little baby moved, the Lord would make it completely obvious to me.
With having lost Trenton at 17 weeks, I have tried to stay so positive about this pregnancy, but I think we as women always worry, until we see that precious face.
I was laying in bed tonight talking with my husband. He had asked if it was just allergies bothering me, or a cold. I have just recently gotten over a cold. I was telling him how I felt, and I was fighting back tears at the same time. I just don't feel at all like my "normal" self.
Almost instantly, after we grew silent, the Lord answered my prayer. I felt this little baby kick for the first time. It was so amazing. It was the lightest kick. If I wouldn't have been paying attention I wouldn't have felt it.
I shed some tears and thanked the Lord for giving me that blessing. He always gives us just what we need. Sometimes we forget though.
Lately I haven't been spending a whole lot of time with Him, but yet He answered my prayer, because He loves me.
I'm so thankful for his mercy and grace. Without it I would surely feel like a failure, more than I already do.
Thank you Jesus for this beautiful blessing.
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