Today is Ron's and my fifteenth wedding anniversary--we are so blessed! It has been a very special anniversary. Mom and Dad kept our kids while Ron and I had a vacation alone together. A first, and possibly the last in a long, long time!
But the even more unbelievable thing is that today was my first appointment with. . . our new midwife! We are expecting number six. Ron, the kids and I piled in her office and met the baby, as the technician did the baby's first ultrasound/sonogram. The baby moved, jumped and wiggled: s/he was practically waving "hello" at the whole group of us! It was so delightful I burst into tears.
We found out that I was expecting on the first Sunday of Advent (the season of pregnant mothers). That was unplanned--just as the whole pregnancy was unplanned. But just to be double sure before Ron had an appointment at work the next day regarding a possible several year stint in Rome, we thought we'd like to be extra sure about that "variable": the pregnancy variable.
I yelped when I saw the test result, and Ron said, "Oh my goodness! It can't be! It can't be!" But immediately we were both overjoyed--just stunned, as it was so unexpected. I was practically menopausal--and our risks were very low--almost non-existent. So it seemed to us right away, "God must really want this baby!"
And indeed, ten weeks later, I can say that it seems perfectly right and good that God should see fit to bestow on us such a rich and lavish gift. Thank you, Lord!
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