Made it to Full Term!

39 weeks! We made it! Just thought I'd write one more post until baby arrives. Hopefully no time left for more than 1 more post. Can you tell I'm ready?? I've been ready since about 37 weeks but I know he had to stay in a little longer to make it safer. Now I'm walking, eating pineapple and dates, asking my husband for foot massages (all of which are *supposed* to help bring on labor lol) and praying this baby to come on out of me!

Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I reflect back on all I'm thankful for, and on this pregnancy.

Growing up I honestly never wanted kids. I wanted to live in a farm house with a bunch of animals, because well, I love animals, and city life just isn't my thing. Then I got married and still didn't know if I really wanted kids, but it was kind of pushed towards the back of my mind... I mean I got sick less than a year after getting married. 2.5 years with no diagnosis just trying to figure things out. Then he left me at age 28. Kids? Yeah right. Divorced at age 30, how would kids be in my future?

Well God works in amazing ways.

I soon after happened to meet this godly man, a man before meeting I happened to pray something along the lines of "God, let the next person I talk to be someone you you lead me to." And it was J. He happened to already have a daughter, so if things continued, I'd automatically become a stepmom. Suddenly kids were back to being a possibility of my future. But not only that, for some reason with him, kids just seemed right. I was ready. I wanted a baby that would be half of him and half of me, beautifully created by God.

Then the question of, was it possible? Not so sure as I still dealt with all those health issues and it really didn't seem like the best idea even to try. We're both getting older and older. But as I've told the story before, God unexpectedly blessed us with a little miracle. Not only that but it's been amazing.

Our little Joshua has improved my health. Pregnancy could have made me worse or better, and it's made me better. The past 9 months have been a relief to what I normally experience. Whereas many dread those pregnancy symptoms, I welcomed them, I encouraged them. Every single one was a reminder that the symptoms are no longer due to serious health issues but instead due to a life created inside me. A reminder of the gift that God has given us.

I sit here as I await his arrival, still feeling those little kicks and movements inside me. I'm going to miss this. Pregnancy has been a blessing and these 9 months will stay in my heart forever.

We're ready baby Joshua. Come on out and make your arrival! We have so much to be thankful for and one of those most important things is the blessing of you!

Thank you for your continued support and prayers 💝