Parturiency

Pregnancy is a wonderful thing. It’s a blessing, a beautiful journey.

Turning a year older makes me twitch as i think of conception. It makes me wonder if I ever would be a mother in this lifetime. This thought always gives me a misty eye. We’ve been trying to have a baby. But i guess we haven’t been trying enough.

So many people asked me over the years about this matter. I know I’m not alone in feeling vile and somewhat attacked by these most personal questions that were at first annoying, then distressing. Who knew how trying to be pregnant would take over every inch of your existence? Oh well, I know I can’t blame people. But being human and as a woman, I, at times get piqued by this.

As time goes by, I’m becoming quite blasè with this matter. But i still can’t deny that I’m falling on bricks everytime i’m being tackled with the issue.

I know we have been blessed beyond our dreams and I can’t thank God enough for the unconditional love He has given us. I have to stop being scared and stressed out. Instead, just pray.. keep on praying, never cease. I just have to let go and let God work His wonders. For as long as I have peace of mind and peace in my heart, I know I will be ok. God loves us. God loves me and I just have to rest in that.

Just breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Just be and let God.