... is not knowing. Not knowing how any single mom out there does it. Not knowing what cry means I'm hungry, cranky or just plain tired. Not knowing how I will be able to sacrifice my 8 hours of sleep every night. It's getting close to the big day, 11 more weeks to go! and I'm finding myself worrying about being a mom already! I can't help but think about how much it's going to hurt, how much she will cry, what I will name her, what and who she will look like, etc x 1 billion other questions running through my mind.
Yet, somehow I've kept my mind straight and my heart open through all of this. Sure, it's been a rough road but at this point I am happy. I am at peace when I feel her kicking knowing she is always with me. My daughter is what keeps me going... My daughter, and knowing God has a plan for us. :)
