My belly is growing. My baby is moving around and kicking me. I've made a ton of progress on cleaning out the baby's room. Yet it seems surreal that in approximately 4 months from now we will have a baby in our arms. Every single day I am thankful for this miracle and yet I ask myself how it happened. Our story is so unbelievable. Something I thought would never happen and yet it has. How? I know I shouldn't question it. Afterall, I'll never get an answer. All I can do is be grateful. I am SO grateful.
We had our anatomy scan on the 8th. They measured every organ, bone, etc. We were told that we would be having a baby girl and that she looked perfect in every way. A miraculous baby girl. She was wiggling all over the place and was practicing breathing. It was the most amazing thing we've ever seen.
I'm starting to get anxious to get to her birthday. The fears have started to creep in. She has to arrive safely. She has to be healthy. The universe, god, whomever or whatever is in charge has to give this to us. I'm trying to keep the fears out and focus on one step at time, one day at a time, or one hour at a time and just be thankful.
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