OK, as desperate as I know you are to read this, try your hardest to take your eyes off these words and scan up to the top left corner of my blog page.  Do you notice something?  My little cradle ticker is almost to the finish line which brings me to the point of this entry:  we're on the verge of a Miracle.

In just a few weeks, my body will kick into gear just because the Lord will tell it that it's Time.   He already knows the day and time that I  will feel that first, distinct contraction that will tell me that the miracle is oh, so close.  In a few minutes, I'll feel another and then another, and then we'll just be moving closer and closer to the Miracle.  At some point, we'll load up and head to the hospital, my husband's knuckles white and  palms sweaty around the wheel.  All the while, he'll be asking me, "Are you sure this is it?"  to which I will not reply but will give him the same look I did when he asked me that the last five times.  (One false trip to the hospital with our first child, ten years ago,  and now I'm the boy who cries wolf:).

After the midwife does her stuff and gets us settled in, it will be just me and Casey,  as we ride the waves of contractions, each one bringing us utterly dependent on the Lord and leaving us totally in awe of Him.  Casey will hug me, breath with me, stroke me, pray for me, and sometimes, just stare at me feeling completely  helpless.   After a while, I will tell him it's Time.  Time for the Miracle!  Within in minutes we will have the very first glimpse of the little guy that has been growing in the secret place for 9 wonderful months.  We'll see his scrunched up little face, watch his body emerge, confirm that it's a boy (if not , I'll come back and edit this :), and then we'll just cry.  Cry tears of relief, wonder, but most of all JOY.  Sheer joy because we'll have just experienced the Miracle. 

We'll stare at the focus of it all, inspecting his every little part and at the same time, we'll give thanks to the Maker of it all because He's the one who let us be at the center of such an unbelievable Miracle.

Yes, that we'll have been our 6th time in that same life changing place, but it never gets old, dull, or mundane.  Why not?  Because it's a Miracle!  The day we get bored with Miracles is the day we are no longer in need of a Savior.

And so, while I wait, I wake up every morning with this overwhelming feeling just because I know I'm standing on the verge of something that is beyond me.  I'm standing on the verge of a Miracle.

Posted by CreativeLearning

I enjoyed your stories and a good chuckle! Thanks, I needed that ;0) I did notice your "ticker" is almost up and said a prayer for you and your family.

God Bless, Merit K @ Creative Learning

Posted by mamabear2003

"The day we get bored with Miracles is the day we are no longer in need of a Savior." So true!

Posted by 5atkins

Just beautiful! Thanks for sharing the emotions and awe at God's wonderful blessing to parents! Praying for you! In Him, Eva

Posted by catlinfamily

I am 122 days away from my miracle and I have been feeling a little nervous about taking care of a baby with 3 other children. I have had those feelings each time and it has grown to be easier each time as well. Thank you for using your gift of words to ease my nerves and remind me how special and wonderful those first moments are! I am actually looking forward to my first contraction now as well. Though it is still 4 months away and my ticker has not yet reached the end.