Two years ago today, I saw something I never thought I'd see.
With shaking hands, I held a pregnancy test that had TWO unmistakable lines. In the spot where I had only seen one line for three years - there was that elusive second line. The line that meant we were pregnant. The line that meant that my body had functioned the way it was supposed to. The line that meant God had blessed us with new life.
I had a quiver in my voice as I showed the test to Bill and just repeated, "That's a line! That's a line!" My entire body was shaking. Then I started laughing and crying at the same time. I nearly passed out.
That was at about 8 p.m., and so we went to Mass at St. Isidore's at 10 p.m. I'll never forget that Mass. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
Now, that little embryo is a toddling 15-month-old who makes me smile everyday. Sometimes I get tired and frustrated with Bridget, but golly - she is just more than I deserve. She's so amazing. God is so good.
Thank you, Father, for so rich a blessing as our daughter. Thank you for keeping her safe and healthy. Thank you for every sweet smile, every hug, and every giggle that reminds us that life is precious. Holy Spirit, please come upon us to help give us the wisdom and patience to be the parents Bridget deserves. Amen.