Yesterday was one year since my LEEP to remove precancerous cells from my cervix.
A year ago, I thought my life was about to take turn dramatically for the worse.
A year ago, I was scared, make that terrified that my dreams of becoming a mother would be gone forever.
A year ago, I had no idea how strong I was.
I was terrified of what would happen. I was worried that they would find out that it was worse than the biopsy showed. I didn’t think anyone understood or could understand. And I had no idea what I was doing.
I took it one day at a time and leaned on my husband more than I ever thought I would. I learned that in all of his discomfort with my tears and emotions, he would always be there for me. I learned that he is my rock and my teddy bear all in one. He really was amazing (and still is).
I struggled with what it meant to trust God and be faithful to the command to not worry. I struggled even more with what it meant to take your cares to your brothers and sisters in Christ and ask for prayer. I found myself conflicted in the role of care taker for so many and needing to be cared for, and I learned the importance of being vulnerable even as you care for the broken.
And now I find myself “as big as house” with a wiggling, kicking, little baby growing inside of me and a clean bill of health. I feel closer to my husband that I did before even when he’s hundreds of miles away. I feel more at peace and content with the situation and world that God has placed me in. Most of all, I have been humbled to a place of deep appreciation for the glory and majesty of our Lord and the life that we have within him.
I am honored to be able to share my story with anyone who might see this and pray that I might provide hope to someone who needs it.
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|My ever growing “very pregnant” belly. 🙂|