She wrestles with these thoughts and questions multiple times a day.
I am her.
This isn’t my first rodeo. I know the other side. I remember the baby showers, the shopping sprees and the constant flow of visitors. I know the joy of celebrating without the weight of the world resting on my shoulders.
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This experience, yes it is so different. And if I could change it I would in a heartbeat. Yet, when I look at my other two babies, I know one thing will be the same. The love.
It will rush in and sweep me off my feet. One look at my tiny son and I will fall truly, madly and deeply. I will stop at nothing to protect, provide and nurture him—no matter the circumstances.
So now, while he’s growing safely inside of me I will try and make the choice to be fearless. I will work to choose my faith first—even when it seems unnatural to do so. I will embrace this as part of our story and I will keep my chin up. My joy up. And my eyes up… We’re not letting this quarantine steal our joy.”
**This post was written by Andrea McGrue and originally appeared on her Instagram page.
