A few friends (including my new friend Tonya, more on her later) urged me to call my doctor yesterday for a blood test, because of my new health concerns I will need to know I'm pregnant right away.
It was unnecessary.
I don't put a lot of stock into my emotions (mostly because they can and do lie, as well as the fact that my thyroid disease makes my emotions unreliable), but that said, I am feeling peaceful.
I've been praying for the trust and faith I need in this time of waiting. I am convinced that the Lord loves me and I am convinced that I can't rely on my circumstances to dictate His love for me.
Do you ever get that warm and fuzzy feeling after a long day of sunny spring weather lying in the grass or after an incredible time spent with family and friends? Do you ever think, 'Wow. I am really, really loved. Life is great!'
That's the feeling I have right now.
It's not my circumstances. It's not a baby growing in my womb. It's not the sunny weather (we're having torrential downpours today). It's not the love I feel from my husband, though I do feel his love.
It's the love of my Heavenly Father. I am covered. It is ENOUGH.
And it gives me a serious case of the warm and fuzzies.
p.s. Those feelings come and go, but the truth is the truth no matter how we feel.
Remind me of that next month...