But now? I am still sick, but a much more manageable sick. The kind of sick that I can totally live with.
The illness is not exactly contagious.... At least not until about 8 months or so after the illness begins. At that point it seems that many women struggle with a desire for this illness.
It starts with this:
Ok, you and I both know that it technically doesn't start with that, but for the sake of pictures....
And it grows. It grows into a miracle.
Our family was complete nearly six years ago. We knew we were done. Then in January we were told very clearly that we were not so done. That a special child needed to come to our home. We were shocked, and I really struggled with the idea. I was scared. I am old. Way to old to start again! My body is magnificent, and functions well. It does what I need it to do, but was it fair to ask this of it? I really thought not. However, after many prayers we felt strongly that his will would be done. Then there was that spark of hope and excitement. Now? I am still in shock, but very thankful for this blessing. This miracle. We will be accepting this extremely special spirit into our home in February.
And next week we find out the gender, and all that stuff. Super exciting!!