Thursday was the day where I had hope, but that hope would often get replaced with fear. I tried to hold my head up high and succeeded, only to have my head droop in memories and anxiety. An apostle once said, "Fear and faith cannot coexist in our hearts at the same time." I completely agree.
Thursday was the day where what I have been experiencing would become a reality. Either it would end with tears, or with another "hurdle crossed", as my honey said it.
You see Thursday we got to see this....
You know what the best part was?! The heart was beating. Can I tell you what happened to my heart before the baby came into view? It stopped. I couldn't really see the screen but my husband could. When he said, "There's the heart beat", my heart literally jumped into life again as if it had received a defibrillator.
Thursday was the day where I saw a new little one. So what's it going to be for me? Fear or Faith. I hope for the latter.
