A Year Ago

A year ago this week, our lives were quite different. In fact, it was not a pretty picture in our family. I had just had unexpected surgery for an ectopic pregnancy, was healing physically and wondering if I would ever heal emotionally after the loss of our pregnancy. As the "anniversary" of our loss approached, I had apprehension about the actual day we lost our baby. Frantic thoughts that the baby I am currently carrying would have a problem, irrational fears of horror stories that I never want anyone to endure, especially not my family.

Parts of the past year, ectopic pregnancy just a part of it, challenged our family in ways we hadn't before experienced. We grew in our faith. We grew in our love. We grew in our gratitude and appreciation for one another, our friends and family.

Through faith, we gained the courage to try again for a baby, in spite of the risk of it all happening again. Through grace we are currently being blessed with a healthy pregnancy. Through love, we are a stronger, healthier family than we were before.

Rather than being sad this week, I am praising God. I am praising Him for watching over my little baby in heaven, when I wasn't able to do so here on Earth. I am praising God for this tiny baby currently kicking me, growing and developing within. I am praising God for a healthy husband and little girl, who fill my days with happiness and laughter, even when circumstances or reminders try to fill me with sadness. I am abundantly grateful and blissfully happy.