I'm not great at being pregnant. It's not a strength of mine. I get very sick, experience a lot of the negative side effects, and just don't get that elusive "glow." But that doesn't mean I don't cherish the miracle that is pregnancy. Knowing this is the last night my son will be a literal part of me is a little sad. This is the last night I will feel him rolling around inside of me. The last night I will wonder what he looks like...
I'm looking forward to the next phase though. Not the labor part - that part sucks! But the getting to know your new baby part. The baby smell, the snuggling, the growing of our family, the rush of love and devotion I will feel... I'm looking forward to meeting our little rainbow baby. Our miracle that God has given us after the storm of the last couple years will be here tomorrow, and that is amazing.
