“Almost” A Grandma

I feel sad for some of my friends….the ones who think it’s not a” baby” until after it’s born-just a “product of conception” or a “fetus“.  They miss out on an extra seven months or so of the almost inexpressible delight I experience each time our daughter calls to say that the little one’s heart beat was strong, or that the ultrasound showed him/her sucking it’s thumb,  or that it’s kicking wildly at night.  I can’t imagine not being wildly protective of this little one’s present and future, and in awe of the fact God has a plan for this little life already-this much awaited little person is a gift from Him.  

Parenting is never easy.   Nothing I know of can fill your heart as fully, break it completely, and be as worth it.   For our daughter and her husband, parenting has already begun as they celebrate, plan and prepare space in their home and their lives for this new little one.  

I’ve been meditating on Psalm 139, with much gratitude, looking forward to exciting days ahead…

Psalm 139: 13-18

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.  When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body.  

All the days were written in your book before one of them came to be.

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!

Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand.  When I awake, I am still with you.”

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