Of all the miracles I've had in my life this is the biggest. Can you believe it? Only one year of marriage and we already have big news! I'm chomping at the bit for her/him to come. I only have one month until I can find out what gender my baby will be. One more month of anxiety good anxiety! It's funny how one subject can consume our lives and be the only thing we think about for the rest of our lives. I have many of those feelings. It's overnight that your life changes. Overnight my husband was gone, overnight I got pregnant, overnight my life will change in four ways. This is how: my husband could pass away, my baby could miscarry, my husband could come home, or my baby could come. I always hope for the best but am prepared for the worst, maybe. Are we ever fully prepared for the worst? We may feel that way but in reality I don't think our brains were created to handle such stress.
