It's so crazy how fertility struggles can completely alter who you are.
Here lately, I have been reading a lot on social media about women either a) complaining about being pregnant, or b) taking it for granted how easily it came to them. It just kills me. I thought that once I was pregnant myself I could learn to cut those women some slack... but I just can't. The struggle is real, and I firmly believe that those who have experienced any ounce of fertility issues (generally speaking) have a much deeper appreciation than those who have not.
I have no idea if I'm alone or if others feel the same way, but each day that I wake up and feel my baby kick, I count my blessings. I mean... wow... this child is honestly a miracle. I am not promised another day.
Which is why I am going all out for my baby girl. The crib is already put together, her monogram decor has been hung, and my girl's closest is already full of goodies. I am soaking up every.single.moment of this pregnancy. Let's be honest - I think about KG about 23 out of 24 hours in the day. When I think about her or feel her kicking, I see God's love for me over and over again.
I know that there are plenty of women in this world who are currently struggling with fertility issues. Some ladies even keep it to themselves, perhaps out of fear of judgement or any other reason. For those ladies, I want to encourage you! Do not lose hope (that's exactly what the devil wants)! Remember that God put a desire inside your heart to become a mommy for a reason. He is a God of love and mercy and will fulfill that desire in due time. It may hurt now, but the joy that is to come is powerful and will consume your heart.