The Ninth Month

I can't believe that this pregnancy is almost over. It has absolutely flown by. We have had quite a year with lots of events and lots of change but I have done my best to enjoy and embrace each moment of this pregnancy just as I have all the others. I absolutely love being pregnant. As the saying goes, it is the only time one gets to assist God in a miracle. I love to watch my belly grow each month. I love the excitement buzzing around the upcoming birth and the anticipation and many, many questions from each of the children. I love feeling him kick and turn and somersault. I love when people ask me if it's my first. (love that) And then I love watching their mouths drop open when I say it's my fifth. Love it even more when they ask me how old is the oldest? Glory to your name Lord. You get all the honor. Having said all of that. Yes, I started out each pregnancy with months of morning sickness. Do not love that. Yes, I get extremely tired, worn out and frustrated. Don't love that either. I have days where I feel overwhelmed and discouraged and like I'm not doing enough or doing everything "right".  Don't enjoy those days at all. I order take out when I'm too tired to cook-even when my heart is to give my family a home cooked meal. I have many, many sleepless nights, which means my husband does too. Feel badly about that. In spite of all of that , I still love being pregnant and every single wonderful, miraculous moment that goes along with it. I am truly enjoying these last few weeks. Capturing in photographs and words what my heart is feeling. Thank you Father for calling me Mother once more. I am so thankful.