Today we saw the first glimpse of our little one. Our technician wasn't too talkative, but he did say the sac was exactly where it should be, and said,"See that? That's the heart beating." It was so tiny, beautiful, and amazing.
I was tearful to see just one, and at the same time relieved. I hope you understand that statement. I don't know why I was worried about the possibility of multiples. Last week, I felt God was reminding me that He would be my strength. Simple, I know, but when you're almost 45, pregnant, work full time, and have a two year old....it comes as a wonderful comfort. This past weekend, in the midst of nausea and total exhaustion, I heard Him say, "Trust me. Just trust me." Again, so simple, but those words surrounded me like a cozy blanket. Our God is good, and I am thankful for His presence.
