Thirty-Six Weeks/Eight Months

I won't say that I love having heartburn, an achy back, an overactive bladder, an irregular digestive system, mood swings, nausea, round ligament pain, and a wardrobe that no longer fits comfortably. But I will say with all the sincerity of my heart that I am so very grateful for these discomforts. They have been nothing but reminders of the life that is growing inside of me- the beautiful baby girl that has been so carefully chosen to come and join our family at such a specific time. And she's coming soon! Today marks thirty-six weeks/eight months. Leaving us with approximately four weeks/one month until her due date. ONE month [maybe less?] and I get to meet my baby girl.

There hasn't been a day during these last eight months where I haven't thought back to our struggle with infertility. And there hasn't been a day where I haven't felt gratitude and even relief for that time of struggle. The perspective it has given me throughout this pregnancy is one I could have gained in no other way. I'm constantly blown away by these abilities to grow, carry, and [soon] birth a tiny human- abilities I once felt so incapable of. I'm so very grateful for the miraculous works of my father in heaven that have brought us this far, giving me confidence in his plan for all areas of my life.