Mother's Day Gift

Usually Mother's Day for me, a 25 year old married girl of 3 years, consists of buying my mother her very specific bouquet of flowers and a card. And of course, celebrating and appreciating the fact that I really do have the best mom around. That is the best gift I could ever ask for. I look up to her as a happily married woman, and emulating her as much as I can in my own marriage.

This year, I gave her a gift neither her, Aaron or I were expecting.


Shaking at 8am when Aaron was still asleep, holding what really was changing our lives forever.


It just had to be a lie.


I run into the bedroom as Aaron shoots up from bed. It's like he already knew. Sharing an overwhelming feeling of shock, excitement, fear and love in one moment is like nothing I've ever felt.

So here we are, about 3 weeks later. I'm 7 weeks along feeling the typical symptoms of nausea, extreme fatigue, cravings (Aaron swears the cravings were there even before I was pregnant).

We had another life altering moment yesterday. I feel as if these "life altering" moments will just keep coming over the next 7 months! Dr.'s appointment number one. And....we have a heartbeat! To actually see the little one moving around and hearing it's heart roaring. What a miracle from God.

The journey is by far a tremendous leap of faith in God. I've never felt so helpless and protective in my life. I'm powerless to affect development of our little bean (outside of the obvious: no smoking, drinking, blah blah) and so many things could still play out that could be hurtful. I've been learning to pray deeply and trust that God has a plan for our little surprise bean.

So here's her first picture.  (And yes, today, she's a "she!) But maybe I'm biased! 136 beats per minute and going strong!

And I already think she's beautiful.