Face = puffy
Eyes = swollen
Belly = about to burst
Chest = ridiculous
Despite all that, I must express my gratitude for the little life growing inside me, as well as the other little life I created who is currently napping in her diaper.
It is, after all, Easter Sunday.
To me, Easter is all about rebirth, renewal and unconditional love.
It's a celebration of life.
The life of the Savior.
The sacrifice He made to give life to all men.
The joy that comes in knowing that life is eternal and that death is absolutely not the end.
I am so incredibly grateful for my children.
I am humbled and amazed by the opportunity I have to create and facilitate new life.
As I feel the little life moving around in my belly, I feel renewed.
As I rocked my sick little girl to sleep this afternoon, I realized that motherhood is the personification of unconditional love.
When I became a mother, I became a new person.
I see life differently now.
It's more beautiful, more simple, more worth living.
And for that, I am eternally grateful, particularly to my Savior who made it possible for me to spend eternity with the lives I simply cannot live without.
Eight more weeks until I get to hold my son for the first time.
Now that right there is a miracle.