You know those days when everything seems to be going wrong, until all of a sudden God steps in and makes it very clear that the little things in life don't always matter? Well I had one of those days this past week.
Everything from waking up sick with a nasty cold (which is the worst when your pregnant), to the gas pump at the gas station not working and a long line of people inside (all the while it's the one morning I can't spare a minute), to finally being a coach's wife on a CRAZY morning trying to get a quick picture to send in for a magazine article AND still make it to my doctors appointment on time. All to do before the clock struck noon. I thought for sure if the morning was this bad, that my afternoon had little hope of getting better.
I literally walked into my doctors office with 30 seconds to spare. Phew! Thank you, Lord! And that's when my day suddenly was put back into perspective.
This was the day we would have our big ultrasound and test results to find out if our baby boy was healthy or if there may be something to dig deeper into. Of course, this has any momma-to-be on her toes. I was thankful that my sweet momma went with me to my appointment, as Lee couldn't break free from work that afternoon as we had a football scrimmage that evening (I told you, crazy day).
It wasn't until our little sweet boy popped up on the ultrasound screen that the day seemed to slow wayyy down and get so much brighter!
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| Baby Cole signaling a touchdown! Making his Daddy proud. =) |
He was moving all around the entire time (again, like his father) and scored perfectly on all his measurements and tests. My doctor told me that he must have read the textbook, as he is right on schedule with his development. Oh this momma was HAPPY to hear!
Thank you, Lord!!!
Our sweet Little Boy is growing every day, and so is his momma's belly. We are over the moon excited to have our little one in our arms in January! Until then, stay put little Cole. Momma can't handle going into labor during the playoffs ;-)