A year.

It's amazing to me how much thing can change in a year.

Last year, I remember pulling up to the end-of-the-year skit party and seeing several pregnant friends and friends with their new babies, and having to take a deep breathe and fight back tears. I almost turned right around and left. I didn't want to be there. We were just about to have our IUI, and I was stressed out about it and convinced it wasn't going to work. I was worried we might never have a baby.

And here I am, just a year later, and I'm getting to love on this sweet boy.












Part of me wishes I could go back and tell myself that everything would be ok. That a year is not a long time. That's God's timing is perfect and that he was about to bless me way more than I ever deserved. Of course, it doesn't work like that. And I've learned that those dark days were necessary in my life - making me see how beautiful God's work is. How wonderful his timing. And how perfect are his gifts.












God is good.

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