Thank You, God

As I sit here at 4:45 on a wet Sunday morning, after being awake close to an hour due to Matt's snoring and my enlarged belly and not being able to make myself comfortable in any position.  I am praising God this morning for my pregnancy and for little Emma that is living inside of me.

Here, much of the time pregnancies are rarely happy occasions.  Most babies are born to single mom's who upon finding out that they are pregnant feel shame for allowing it to happen to them and fear for having to try to figure out how they are going to take care of a little person.  With so many people going hungry in this country, babies are many times seen as burdensome because they come into the world as just one more mouth that has to be fed.

Some might wonder how in a country where almost everyone is born to a single mother why they keep making the same mistakes.  Much of this happens in trying to survive.  When a man promises to help care for a woman financially if she helps take care of his needs it is an unwritten code that the man is out when she gets pregnant.  Also, because of the lack of men involved in children's lives in this country there is a desire for love and acceptance that women will do just about anything to receive them.

I am thankful that our baby is being welcomed into this world in a very different circumstance.  We wanted another baby.  We prayed that God would give her to us.  Emma is going to be greeted with open arms and lots of love.  She has a mommy, daddy and sister that are all eagerly waiting her arrival.  We know that she is never going to be starving.  And while babies bring any family a lot of change, many sleepless nights, and countless poopie diapers, we know that babies are one of the biggest blessings of God.

Thank you, Lord that Emma and Haley both are welcome parts of our family.  I pray that they will both grow up to honor you.