And then one day she’s here. And she’s absolute perfection. And sometimes I just stare at her in disbelief that I grew her inside of me. I look at her tiny, intricate eyelids and lips and nose, and I can’t believe they were formed from my body. I look at her big blue eyes, and I’m overwhelmed by the miracle that is her life.
Of course this was God’s hand creating through my own life He created. And well, what a good and mysterious and wonderful God He is.
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”
– Psalm 139:13-14⠀
The final bump progression photo. The moment long-awaited. The end of one journey and the beginning of another.
My sweet baby, what a joy it is to hold you in my arms, to smell your sweet smell, to be your mama. It was quite a journey to get you here, but oh what a journey well-worth the pain.
You are loved deeply, you were prayed for fervently, you are wanted and cherished and a treasure to me.
