Now, please know that I do NOT use the term “miracle” lightly.
In fact, I take issue with the term in most cases.
For example, the movie “Miracle” about the 1980 US Olympic ice hockey team who beat the odds and beat the Russians in the Olympics?
I think it takes away from their hard work to call that a miracle.
Yes, they were the underdogs and for many reasons, shouldn’t have won.
However, they worked hard and calling it a miracle takes away from their hard work.
So, underdog story?
Yes.
Big surprise?
You betcha.
Miracle?
No.
However, I have to say, although I know how scientific it truly is and how it all works, physically, this baby growing in my belly?
Miracle.
I mean…seriously.
I am growing a human in my body.
It started out as a little nothing and is going to come out as a person.
How does that happen?
So very many things can go wrong, and for many people, unfortunately, it does.
And, we’re not done with this one yet, so I don’t want to speak prematurely that everything will be fine.
But if it is?
Miracle.
Right now, he/she is doing somersaults and you can see his/her little butt knocking against my skin.
It looks completely like the movie “Alien” but it’s awesome!
Miracle.
Yes, this is my fourth, and so by now, the whole miracle-ness of it all should have worn off.
But, it hasn’t.
And it won’t.
It’s crazy.
It’s insane.
It’s amazing.
It’s wonderful.
Miracle.
