Pregnancy is amazing, beautiful and miraculous.
It’s been over 6 months since my son was born. I still look at him and at my body and I am in awe of God and His creation.
I look at pictures taken over the course of the past year and I am simply amazed at what my body did, how it grew and allowed my son to grow and thrive.
Those first weeks and months of pregnancy there is no visible evidence whatsoever of the growing baby. Then your belly begins to grow and you finally begin feeling a tiny person move. At first there are tiny little flutters. Then there are hard kicks and hiccups.
Some days I still feel like I should be pregnant and feel him moving. I lay down at night and think I feel a baby kicking.
Other times, I forget that I ever was pregnant and what it feels like to be pregnant- and that scares me, I never want to forget that miraculous feeling!
I’m mostly in awe at my body. I nourished this child for 9 months within my body and then exclusively for the first 6 months of his life and my body continues to nourish his and allow him to grow.
There are still visible marks of pregnancy, I have stretch marks on my lower abdomen and the linea nigra (the black line on my abdomen) remains, although it has faded. They are reminders to me of the beauty of my body- nourishing and growing a new person for the past 15 months- and the beauty and intricacy of God’s creation!