Today I am 20 weeks along with my little one. Halfway seems so impossible to me, and yet, here I am.
To the mamas who are mamas to babies in Heaven, and to the ladies who long to be mamas, I just want to say that I pray for you. If I know you by name, you are on a prayer list that I pray over every day. I carry a small piece of your burden each day, and lift your name to God, that He would work a miracle through you. I pray for a sweet babe in your arms.
I find myself feeling guilty for having already had 3 healthy babies of my own, and wish I could do something to fill your arms too. I never post without thinking of you, and the possible pain you will feel at the announcement of my expecting yet another baby.
During my last pregnancy, I felt so deeply about this, that I didn’t do much celebrating of my own pregnancy. I wondered why I was having a third, when some were still waiting for their first. I didn’t announce the pregnancy for a long time, and almost everyone knew by the time I made an official announcement (my growing tummy made it very obvious.)
But here’s why I have to celebrate this baby.
In a culture where there is a horrible practice called “abortion”; where human life is carelessly tossed aside, and darling children aren’t even given a chance to come into the world; A culture where so many tiny, perfectly forming children without a voice of their own yet, have their lives ruthlessly pulled away; Life needs to be celebrated for what it is!
God gives life. God fashions each baby in it’s mother’s womb.