Yesterday, I had a regular check-up with my midwife. It was the usual routine: get weighed, check blood pressure, ask if I have questions, ask me a million questions, give me more resources on handling grief, then FINALLY check the heart beat and measure my stomach (uterus).
Well...four weeks ago (when I was about 32 weeks), I was measuring 24 weeks. Two weeks ago, I measured 24 weeks. Yesterday, I measured 28 weeks!!! I couldn't believe it. I'm so proud of you, little a, for keeping on fighting. You're growing! Heartbeat was in the perfect range, too.
I might have skipped out to my car...I don't really remember.
Monday, I will be full term. I'm so looking forward to meeting this little baby and kissing its little nose.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Dear sweet baby,
I'll never stop loving you. I've been thinking lately how I'll probably never get to rock you to sleep and kiss you goodnight, put a bandaid on your knee when you fall, cuddle you and pray for you when you're sad, or make you chicken noodle soup when you're sick. I probably won't hear you giggle on this earth, watch you learn to hold your head up, or hear you say your first word. These are just a few of the ways I was looking forward to loving you and watching you grow.
You've been kicking harder lately. Sometimes it startles me, but I treasure those reminders that you are still with me. Although mothering you is looking much different than I anticipated, I love every day I get to spend with you here.
I've been thinking a lot about your homecoming that could be just days or weeks away, and I'm so excited for you to be with Jesus. I read this little excerpt in a book the other day that helped me think with a different perspective about the day you go home to be with the Lord:
I am standing on the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. I stand watching her until she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone." Gone where? The loss of sight is in me, not in her. Just at the moment when someone says, "She is gone," there are others who are watching her coming. Other voices take up the glad shout, "Here she comes," and that is dying.
-Henry Scott Holland.
Heaven awaits you, little one, and the angels and saints are rejoicing!
I love you eternally.
"Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart my fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever."
Psalm 73:23-26
I'll never stop loving you. I've been thinking lately how I'll probably never get to rock you to sleep and kiss you goodnight, put a bandaid on your knee when you fall, cuddle you and pray for you when you're sad, or make you chicken noodle soup when you're sick. I probably won't hear you giggle on this earth, watch you learn to hold your head up, or hear you say your first word. These are just a few of the ways I was looking forward to loving you and watching you grow.
You've been kicking harder lately. Sometimes it startles me, but I treasure those reminders that you are still with me. Although mothering you is looking much different than I anticipated, I love every day I get to spend with you here.
I've been thinking a lot about your homecoming that could be just days or weeks away, and I'm so excited for you to be with Jesus. I read this little excerpt in a book the other day that helped me think with a different perspective about the day you go home to be with the Lord:
I am standing on the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. I stand watching her until she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone." Gone where? The loss of sight is in me, not in her. Just at the moment when someone says, "She is gone," there are others who are watching her coming. Other voices take up the glad shout, "Here she comes," and that is dying.
-Henry Scott Holland.
Heaven awaits you, little one, and the angels and saints are rejoicing!
I love you eternally.
"Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart my fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever."
Psalm 73:23-26
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