Thoughts

I read the saddest article in the newspaper this morning. It just broke my heart. A woman was asking for advice on how to love her baby, who was born very much unwanted by both her and her husband. I couldn't believe how sad this was. I could see her pain over it, and her desire to give her child to parents who would love her and see raising her as a joy. She was depressed, she was miserable, exhausted and it was a burden. I felt bad that she had no close family nearby to help her. But, I was immediately struck at how she could have this attitude.
I have obviously never had any children, but everytime I read or hear about someone's pregnancy, it makes me so emotional. A life is being grown inside of you, a miracle given by the Father, and I would imagine how close and connected you feel to him/her during the different phases. When that baby is born, I can only imagine how incredibly moving it must be. And, I am not smooth-coating everything with a child as pleasant and rosy, but it must be so worth it, ever bit.

Oh, I can't wait for that day. :)