Thursday, February 11, 2010


I had my ultrasound yesterday. Jason had to entertain the kiddo's, so it was just me. It was all so familiar - the ultrasound experience (with Grace I ended up getting something like 17 of them), but every time it is one of the most wonderful experiences of my heart. Especially at this early stage - seeing that tiny little pea in my pod.

I always leave shaking my head wondering how ANY parent could have Atheistic beliefs. I mean that tiny little person is only about five inches long and has a beating heart and fingers and organs and gender parts, and, and... it's growing INSIDE my body! Good Night Nurse! Mind-boggling. And let's not even begin talking about abortion... no, can't go there.

Psalm 139:13-14 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.

Anyway, back to the point... my cute little sonographer let me see what gender the baby is. (They're not supposed to do that in BC - at least where I am living anyway). Pretty clear there were no boy parts. :)

Stunned. That's really the best word for how I feel. As well as absolutely thrilled.

Getting to be a mom of three girls and one adorable boy too! But THREE girls?! I walked away stifling giggles and giggle every time I think of it - me with three daughters. Just think of the shopping! The tea parties! The hair I'll be fixing! The emotions! The drama... And oh Father, the responsibility to raise them to have confidence, femininity, purity, respect, giving-hearts....... oh boy. I realize I am saying "I" a lot here - there is a wonderful, amazing husband doing this with me, but somehow me being the female, makes it all the more... sobering.

THANKFULLY, I get to depend on the Creator and His Spirit and His wisdom, protection, discernment and love. As well as call my mom frequently and ask her how she dealt with me.
Three girls.
I am not alone and by GOD, I can do this. :)

1 comment:

  1. I'll never forget the moment of shocking realization I came to when I was pregnant with my first girl. I'm not talking about at the ultrasound, where both my husband and I cried at the news. I'm not talking about at Costco when I saw a mom and her 4 girls, all with fancy braids, and I realized I would get to "do girl hair!"
    Nope, the shocking realization for me came when I was in the midst of worship at a conference. The realization that I would be the focus and prime example of how to be a Godly woman, wife and mother to this little girl in my womb. She would be looking primarily to me to learn exactly how to be a woman of God.
    I am SO NOT READY!
    Being a mom to boys wasn't so hard - I could lead and guide them. But they frequently reminded me where their focus was. "When I grow up, I'm gonna ........ just like Papa." Ahhh... the focus wasn't on me.
    But now, I have two girls. Two tender hearts watching me, wanting to be like me. And OH! How I hope and pray they AREN'T like me! I want so much more for them!
    Thank you for the reminder that I *MUST* depend upon Him to continually change and mold me, as well as lead them DESPITE me. :D