Friday, October 7, 2011
To God's glory, he looks healthy. It is always nerve-wracking to go into the 20-week ultrasound. I am aware of the fact that God holds all of the control and I have none, and still I get anxious to see if that new baby is going to be healthy or not.
He is not named. If things are similar to the way they usually are, he will not be named until after we hold him for the first time. 19 weeks away!
My heart swells to be a mother. I am assured all the more as the years pass by that this is the highest calling for a woman. I can't imagine anything better, more fulfilling, more stretching. I am grateful for the gift of one more little one to pass the slow days with. God is so good.