First, I must admit that yesterday I was really emotional about going to the doctor today because I knew I had to go alone. Lee only has a certain number of days off and he is trying to save as many as he can for when the baby comes. I knew that going in, and that is one of the reasons why we made a gender ultrasound appointment on a Saturday three weeks ago. I was feeling ok with that, for the most part. But when I woke up yesterday morning I just felt really sad that he couldn't come with me and of course, with all the hormones, I knew I was being irrational and needed to pull myself together but just couldn't seem to do so. I prayed throughout the day and listened to as much worship music as I could fit into my day to try and lift my spirits. It was a hard day for sure, but I must say that today, I woke up with an insurmountable amount of strength. I wasn't sad that I had to go alone, in fact I don't even remember thinking twice about it. During the ultrasound though, while the tech was measuring and searching and looking at different parts of our boys body and organs, I became somewhat overwhelmed with worry. What if she didn't find what she was looking for? All the what if's just kept coming in my mind. I was praying, continuously, defeating those worries with the presence of the Lord. And I felt at peace. I am so thankful for the Lord's strength, because going to that appointment and waiting to hear her say "he looks great!" was something I couldn't do by myself. I wasn't strong enough, but He was. And I wasn't alone at that appointment, because He was right beside me. Reassuring me that everything was going to be ok.
I left the doctor's feeling so full of love. How is it possible to love like this? To love like this for someone I have yet to meet? I couldn't stop smiling- I felt so excited, proud, full of love, and I still feel that way- hours later. I stopped after my appointment to pick up a sandwich (chicken salad- surprised?), and I deemed it necessary to show the guy who took my order an ultrasound picture of our son and told him our great news. I couldn't contain the joy I felt inside- it was pouring out of me! I can not wait to hold our boy, to see his fingers and toes in person. To look into his eyes and tell him to his face just how much I love him. I honestly, in this moment am uncertain as to how I can fit any more love into my heart for him. Because I love him so much already! I think a parent's heart must just grow and grow and grow- and never stop growing. Because otherwise, I think our hearts may actually explode. Mine feels like it might today- and I am only halfway to meeting him! :)
Here are a few ultrasound pictures from the appointment today. I obviously think he is the most perfect baby I have ever seen. Because, well, he is perfect in every way already. (I know, they say Goodwin. The tech typed it inaccurately but fixed it.)
This is the leg of a soccer player- for sure. Let's just hope he gets his natural athletic ability from his dad and not his mom.
I mean, if this little foot doesn't melt your heart, then I don't know what will.