I found out yesterday that one of the couples in our church who are expecting early next year have had some news regarding their baby's development in the womb. Some of their little one's organs are growing outside his or her abdomen. While the prognosis is good for their baby, and they are sitting underneath a specialists care, I can't begin to imagine what kind of emotional journey they are on, and are going to continue to be on over the coming months.
There hasn't been a day during my pregnancy that I haven't been thankful for a healthy pregnancy, healthy husband and healthy baby. I don't take any of this for granted.
Every day is a gift, and every little life is a miracle. The more I journey through pregnancy the more I realise just how true that is. How incredible is the Father's design, that He made our bodies to do what they do, that He perfectly orchestrates hormones to do what they do, that He designs each of us the way we are for a purpose much greater than our own ideas.
That this couples little one can survive.
That our babe is healthy.