I am currently 26 weeks pregnant with our little baby boy.
This pregnancy has slowed me down tremendously.
It has been and is a beautiful ride.
As I enter into this third trimester we are praying for the basic things.
Just being able to make it pass 32 weeks.
Just being able to take this baby home right after birth.
Praying for a healthy delivery.
Praying to be able to hold the baby right after birth.
Praying for no NICU time.
Praying for hearing, sight...
All five senses.
It's the unknown that truly tests our Faith.
The unknown causes us to lean on Him in an unexplainable way.
The unknown changes us.
Never in a bad way
In a way that reminds you of the times where He had made a way before.
I am smiling now because I know that my God makes ways when I cannot see the end.
I am praying that if you are in the unknown season that you see it just as beautiful as I do.
About a month ago my grandpa passed away.
This has left my grandma without her husband for over 50 years.
My mom and her siblings without their dad.
Grief in itself is an unknown process.
When we are in it it feels as though we are stuck and hit the end of our ropes...
I can relate to the parent of a deaf child,
I can also relate to someone who is having twins
But this one thing that I hope I never have to relate to is someone who is going through the heartache of the absence of a father.
The pain.
The pain of seeing your mom cry for the same reasons you have cried years for.
It was the most uncomfortable.
In one of my previous blogs, I spoke about my grandpa's recliner.
It was his absolute favorite place to sit.
Oh, how he loved that chair!!
In the blog I went on to write about how he would have us sit in his lap in his favorite chair and tell us about his childhood.
Now that the chair sits empty...
Life with the chair being empty is unknown.
How will we go on without the man that sat in the chair.?
How will I get through this unknown third trimester?
How will his children get through being without their father?
How will my grandma get through being without her husband for over 50 years?
For many the word "death" may seem to be a scary thing.
I am here to tell you that it was not meant to be.
Only if you are ready does it make for it to not be scary.
Make sure you are ready.
I fight my battles differently now.
In previous blogs I have written about how every time I would hit a stumbling block my first instinct was to try and figure it out alone.
It was impossible.
I need Jesus.
Everything will work out in my third trimester of my pregnancy.
My mom along with her brothers and sisters will get through this trying time.
The memories and time that my grandma shared with my grandpa will bring forth smiles and joy every time she thinks about him.
She will also get through this trying time.
We are loved.
You are loved.
He prepares us for these times.
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