Now that I’m sitting here comfortably on the couch with a sweet little baby in my lap and without the back pain that plagued me throughout pregnancy making just this sort of leisure virtually impossible, I’m going through the pregnancy pictures we took and realizing JUST HOW HUGE I was. We started taking pictures at 6 weeks pregnant and although we didn’t capture every week for various reasons, it is fun seeing the progression of the belly bump and I’m glad we did it.
They document such a monumental time in our lives and you can see the emotions in the pictures. I’m caught by the 12 week picture, how blissfully unaware I was of any pregnancy woe, just a few short days before we found out about baby Cade’s lower limb abnormality and Fibular Hemimelia entered our world. The next picture isn’t until 22 weeks and you can almost see that recently traversed grief journey in my eyes. It had taken about 3 months for me to want to smile again in a pregnancy picture and I almost wish I could go back, tell that sad me that everything was going to be okay, that soon there would be a little boy with exquisite blue eyes who would gaze up at me stealing away my heart to the land of mommyhood. And I’m reminded gently by our patient God that all of our various life woes and trials will eventually be okay–that these momentary afflictions will give way to a glorious eternity with a gracious God who loves us.
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” –Revelation 21:3-4