This morning, I sit in my cordoned off bay thankful. Thankful that despite all the panic and the questions and precautions taken last night, our little one wriggles happily inside me, seemingly unaware of all the commotion of the past nine hours.
Because last night we thought we might lose this little one.
I've been hyper busy this pregnancy, joking that I sometimes forget I'm pregnant (which would be hard to believe if you saw me), but sometimes it takes something like this to realise how fiercely you love the little one growing in you already. How much they are already a part of your family, how much all your hopes, and dreams and future planning have involved this precious little soul.
We covet your prayers, because with each passing week, this little one is safer.
"When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. In God, who's word I praise" Psalm 86:3-4