miracle of life

We got to see our baby this week. ♥️

All four of us went silent the moment the ultrasound screen showed that image. Silent only for a moment, but a moment of awe worthy of the miracle of life. 

We saw our baby’s heartbeat and arms flail, saw baby respond to its biggest sister pushing on my belly. 

Four and seven-year-old attention spans only last so long though; after a while they were ready to move on. But not me. I could watch our baby forever. 

Later that day, I was watching the girls as they played in the house, ran through the yard, came in asking for a snack or socks or something. I tried not to look weird, but I just wanted to keep staring at their faces as they talked, read books aloud, played games. 

That moment of silence, of awe and wonder, from earlier at the ultrasound - it’s every day. That miracle of life is already running through the hallways, leaving clothes on the floor, asking to go to splash pads. And one more is coming. 

What a life we’re living. It isn’t easy, but we’re so, so lucky.