You realize the enormity of the miracle when you see your baby for the first time, even though Baby Thomas is 9 weeks old and only an inch long. As Josh and I stood there, realizing that it was us who had taken part in this miracle, I couldn't help but smile at where God would bring us over the next 9 months (and a lifetime to come).
Despite the sickness and despite the trials of this first trimester, I can confidently say that I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I needed that image. I needed that moment.
May God grace the health and happiness of our child. And, I find it no coincidence that this experience fell on the Monday of the NATIONAL PRO-LIFE WEEK.
I found the quote below online, and, to be honest, I couldn't have said it better. I know its a little wordy. It takes a few readings before it sinks in. It really explains how I've felt, walking around in a world that doesn't feel the same anymore.....
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"Pregnant women! They had that weird frisson, an aura of magic that combined awkwardly with an earthy sense of duty. Mundane, because they were nothing unique on the suburban streets; ethereal because their attention was ever somewhere else. Whatever you said was trivial. And they had that preciousness which they imposed wherever they went, compelling attention, constantly reminding you that they carried the future inside, its contours already drawn, but veiled, private, an inner secret." -- Ruth Morgan
