Last week I had my second OB appointment. At the first one I was only five and a half weeks along and was simply confirming that I was pregnant. The doctor did an ultrasound, but it was so early that you were just a tiny little dot that was barely blinking. It was so neat to see that little dot and think that it would become the baby that I would one day hold and love and do anything for.
But last week I was 11 weeks pregnant and your daddy came with me. When the nurse did the ultrasound I could barely hold back the tears. There where that little dot had been just a few weeks before was this amazing little PERSON. It was a silhouette of a beautiful little alien baby whose head was as big as it's torso. You wiggled around and kicked your skinny little legs and waved your tiny little arms and had no idea that I was already wrapped around your tiny little finger. All I could do was thank God for this tiny little person that He has given me and trusted me with. And that night as I was praying I begged Him to help me be a fantastic mother and to raise a child that would love Him and follow Him as long as he or she lives.
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