I am sitting here with Amelia on my lap (she’s napping) and I am just so captivated by this little being.
She’s just over 6 weeks old now and it makes me think back to when she was just under 6 weeks gestation. We were really struggling at that time. We certainly didn’t think that I would be sitting here in February with a 6 week old baby in my arms.
When my bleeding initially began we thought we were losing the baby as I was newly pregnant and we knew I had a higher risk due to medical concerns. We both took a day off to compose ourselves and be together, to mourn the loss of our baby. How could we have known at that time that God had greater plans for us? We weren’t going to lose our baby. In fact God was going to give us the perfect baby; a resilient beautiful little girl.
A while back I wrote something about wondering when it would sink in; when someone would pinch me and I’d wake up from this dream. Thankfully I am still dreaming.
