I just found myself stuck in a {short} rut of worry. I find that Claire is usually very active. All the time. We got back from the beach yesterday and I didn't feel her move a lot during the car ride home, I didn't feel her at all last night or this morning. Of course, I panicked and thought that I did something to hurt her in some way. I prayed last night that she was ok. I woke up praying this morning that she would be ok. I looked up "ways to make the baby move" and they didn't seem to work. I played Oceans on my phone. I put it directly on my stomach. That sweet girl started moving almost right away! I love that the song that gave me the most comfort in waiting for her is now giving both of us comfort and encouragement. I think The Lord does everything for a reason. I know that he wanted me to listen to the words of the song this morning and remember to trust him. All the time. He knows what he's doing. He knew that once I heard those words I would calm myself down and my sweet girl would wiggle and give me some relief. I'm so thankful for small moments like these.
(**And from last night through this morning she has been going nuts.**)
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