Around the beginning of April it took six. Michael was on the phone with his dad and after the first one I nodded yes and we just smiled the biggest smiles. I then proceeded to take a second one. I mean I was waiting for him to get off the phone so I had to busy myself with something...right? Two lines again, I just stared. I went from the stick back to the box back to the stick back to the box...making sure that I wasn't misinterpreting what I saw. Could double lines mean four lines and two lines only mean one? Double lines, checks, plus signs, they didn't do it for me. It had to show yes or no and the last one showed yes - with a plus sign. Six tests, a yes with a plus sign and the doctors confirmation to which he replied with a grin and a sarcastic laugh to the question, "so...I'm definitely pregnant?" "Yes, you are definitely pregnant. I don't think you need a 7th pregnancy test to figure that one out." It was confirmed, I was pregnant. I sighed with relief because I had already become excited and I knew that if he said no my heart would be crushed. I knew that I was pregnant but as silly as it was I had to hear it and I just like that, I heard it.
Nine months it takes for God to create a tiny miracle. Only nine months for God to wove and spun a miracle inside of me. Every detail from a hair molecule to every blood cell, vein, organ all so intricate having to work together so perfectly in order to create a healthy, tiny miracle. Each week I followed the app on my iPhone religiously. Each week a new update, new progress on new development. With each detailed description I became more amazed and more aware that what I was carrying was a fragile gift. I had been intertwined and connected with God's most delicate creation.
Nine months I had been waiting for this moment with nerves, with reservations, with fears, with dreams, with excitement. Finally, after eleven hours and one very long hour of pushing he was here. December 16, 2011 at 12:09am I gave birth to the most beautiful baby boy, Aiden Michael Krumbine. God could not have made anything more perfect and with his own little reminder of how perfect he is God added his signature, a small heart shaped birth mark on his knee. Its as if God was saying, "From God, Take care."
Nine months. Such a short period of time and yet those months have brought some of the most significant changes in my life. He's nine months on Sunday. I am amazed at the little boy who's in front of me with brown curly hair, big green eyes, cheeks like's his daddy's and a smile with four scraggly teeth that could warm anyone's day. I am beyond blessed and so thankful that God entrusted us to take care of such a fragile gift, his child. Thankful and daunted I am with the disbelief that God chose US. He chose us to take care of, teach, discipline, support, love and most importantly help A come to know and build a relationship with his creator. Why he chose to entrust such a perfect, beautiful little boy to such an imperfect human being I will never know. As these tears form I know that I have never been so scared and yet so grateful in my life.
I am now able to experience the unwavering, unconditional love that God has for me with my own child. My life has been forever changed.
Happy 9 months beautiful baby boy. You are everything and more.
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