Something about mothers strikes me as profound: No matter what their children look or act like, no matter what they go through or put their family through, there is a hard-to-explain, deep affection mothers feel for their children. An unconditional love that drives them to new levels of sacrifice, commitment, and protectiveness they never knew they were capable of living.
All these years, I have been the child on the receiving end of that kind of love. But in three months I will cross over to a new perspective, will take on the name "Mommy", look into my baby's eyes for the first time, and experience the incredible rush of new-found love that is Motherhood.
I think I am beginning to understand that bond.
As our baby kicks, stretches, turns, and and even hiccups inside my body, I smile in wonder at the thought that within me is growing a new human being; a child, a person who has an identity and a future. A child that God created by bringing my husband and I together in such a beautifully unique and intricate way that no evolution theory could begin to explain; a child that will reflect Andrew and I in physical likeness and personality. A child that has a name and a place in God's plan for His glory.
I do not know if this baby is a boy or girl, but I am ever more growing a love for this tiny person inside me. I cannot wait until I can meet him or her for the first time, see what he or she looks like, and finally hold in my arms the one I have been praying for since my youth. (If your heart desires to have a husband and family, start praying for your future husband and children now! Even if you're only 15! It is powerful and effective.)
I still cannot believe that I am going to be a Mom. I have dreamed and prayed and fantasized about it ever since I was a girl, and now it is finally here! God has been faithful in His promises to me! It has come as I have trusted Him to fulfill the very desires HE gave me.
I am ready to enter into that Motherly Love that will change my life forever.