It's been exactly one month since sweet Isaac was born. I think back to the evening of November 20th when I was toppled over with pregnancy. I felt as if Isaac was spilling out of my stomach. Sitting on the couch or any chair for that matter, lying in bed, driving a car, standing and bending were all luxuries I had been missing out on for over 9 months. I remember how miserable my body felt during what seemed like a permanent state of living. I had heard through the grape vine that an old friend of mine had delivered her baby 2 days prior. I was thinking... lucky b&*ch. All I wanted was to get him OUT. I wasn't even so much thinking about meeting him, as I was thinking about relieving my body of this discomfort. Hey, you can always count on me to be honest.
I reflect back on that time that seemed like it was never ending. But every time I go through something difficult and come out on the other side, I always feel more powerful. I know that the next time I have to endure a life challenge, it will come to an end, and I will survive. But, I didn't just survive. I became a better person. I was rewarded with something that makes me realize that I would do it all over again just to have Isaac, and I will... some day. But for now, I will revel in God's miraculous design. Happy one month Isaac.
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