Whatever season you’re in, whatever life may throw at you, whether it feels like success or like failure, expected or unexpected, you are made ready.– Joanna Gaines
It was a dark and frigid winter morning, and frost had bloomed in large, icy circles, covering the windows of the cars parked outside. In the photograph, I’m sitting on the bed, wearing an old t-shirt I’ve only ever used for sleeping. My hair is tied back into a messy bun, and my husband is casually leaning against me, dressed for work. He’s smiling gently, handsomely, while my expression is many things: happy, disbelieving, sleepy, unsure, but clearly, evidently, thrilled.
The test I took just a minute before the picture was taken confirmed what we had been hesitantly suspecting for a week or two — I’m expecting.
It’s been a fair while since that photograph was taken. These days, I’m mostly tired, and I find I sometimes struggle to balance my daily responsibilities alongside the new and ever-changing ones this stage of life brings along. Still, I’m thankful, because I know, as the quote says, that I was made ready.