Thankful yet un-pleased. Happy yet sad. Blessed yet in need. As some may know and many may not I am pregnant! On Sunday May 15, 2016 my water broke, at only 22 weeks pregnant it looked like I was about to go into labor. However after the initial shock of fear and distraught I became hopeful, not truly realizing or focusing on the reality at hand. I was just purely happy. Though my water broke entirely to early I was glad my baby still had a chance at life.
As the water from my shower mingled with my tears I wondered as I had so many times before "What am I going to do?" At that moment I was stricken. I was troubled by the cold hand of fear that had shackled me with doubt and filled me with disbelief. As I stood in the shower I remembered how it once was easy for me to believe, to have faith, and to take chances.