Hospitals are a unique place. I’ve been in and out of them recently for tests. On more than one occasion I have had a huge gulp in my throat and even become teary-eyed leaving (looking like a loony tune). All through my 20’s and early 30’s hospital visits were for welcoming new life (of course I have sat besides death’s door and illness in those places too). But, most my appointments were to check on baby’s heart beat, ultrasounds done in the hospital and the joy of fetal imaging... these are such joyful moments...yes, even those nasty glucose tests and even giving blood (I don’t mind needles) was a moment of pride to say I’m doing this for you little baby (both in bio and adoption scenarios).
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Like an old song or music tune that’s played, an old chapstick you wore from jr high, a perfume your mom wore growing up, the smell of grandma’s house, the smell of your childhood church or even coming home to your childhood home, hospitals have always been a place of immense joy for me when I walk the halls and smell that sterile smell. Maybe it’s wierd. But, I do I look at them differently now. That is sad.
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I would gladly love to be walking in and out of the hospitals now to view the miracle’s God has blessed us with all over again (New life).
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Sometimes, I really can’t believe those days are over. Those moments are so real and yet dreamy- when they tell you God gifted you this child and you are pregnant. When you meet your baby (whether that be bio/adoption). Then the news of the gender, but, the best moments of all besides baby entering the world and holding it, is walking out of the hospital holding a precious, precious child that beholds a soul. A child, the most precious gift on this earth (outside of the gift of the Holy Spirit).
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Friends and family, those who are new moms and dads. It’s a wild ride. The best one. Even while there have been scares and unknowns and life threatening scenarios in those delivery rooms or appointments .... Hold tight to the treasure and privilege that these are some of the best moments of our lives. We shall say, “Thank you, Lord, for entrusting me.” Children are a lot of work, the best kind of work. Be grateful today if you are in this stage. Don’t rush it or take it for granted. 💖
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