This week I have really been thinking about our baby. If I wouldn't have had a miscarriage, this wwould have been the due date. My, how our lives would have changed. I keep wondering would of it been another handsome boy or a pretty little girl. I would love to be typing a post holding a newborn baby in my arms and not going back to work until the fall.
After the miscarriage, everyone told me how easy it would be to get pregnant again. But each month come and goes and we keep on trying. I thought by know we would be pregnant so this week wouldn't be as hard or sad because I would be feeling kicks by another love of mine.
Again, God's plans are different yours. I can't say I haven't been sad, disappointed, and sometimes mad each month. I can't even say I haven't asked God why.
But, the one thing I do know is that God loves and cares for me more than I can fathom. He hasn't left me or us to walk down this road alone. I have grown and learned a lot this last year about trusting in God, the power of His word, and living life to the fullest right where God places you.
"Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe." Psalm 61:1-3