“Where are you, God?” is a question I’ve asked myself many times over the last two years. "I thought you were going to heal my mom. I thought you would keep my husband and me closer to home. I thought you’d let me be married for at least a year before getting pregnant! I thought I could have this baby the way I wanted to." I put so many expectations on God, that when things weren’t going my way, I surely thought he had forgotten about me. He has continually changed the course (my course…) and humbled me down to my core. With each new event that came, I would reference the last one to Him: “uh, God, do you remember what you just put me through? Why this? Why now? I’m still recovering from that last test of my faith.” I constantly questioned his Will.
We love you more than you will ever know. We will strive to live godly lives so that you might see Him through us. We can’t wait to watch you grow, and we will always remind you that God is there, even if it feels like He’s not. You are our little miracle. We praise Him for your life!
Also- Nick changed his very first diaper (of his life....for shame!) yesterday. He was absolutely terrified, but took it like a champ. :) I presume there will be many more to come.