Pitter Patter of Feet...

It's been a rough couple of weeks since I've been back at uni. Emotionally I've been taking a beating and the devil has loved it I'm convinced. Going back for my best friend's wedding, was beautiful, I loved being there to share her (and his) special day and see her marry the man she loves. And yeah at weddings you suddenly remember how single you are, when everyone and I mean everyone seems to have someone...I'm sure most of them are hired just for that day...like the Wedding Date-blatantly based on a true story! But yeah, digressed slightly there...

So, have been feeling emotionally drained, ok been feeling low (lets be honest now!) but I woke up one morning and a new hope, a new motivation, a new look on life hit me...the scan for my brother and sister-in-law's baby.

They had their 12 week scan and sent through the pictures, and there I just saw this miracle right before my eyes, a 15cm all living, all breathing magnificent baby-with its feet in the air and hands my his/her head chilling away in her womb. Amazing. It's incredible, something so small growing inside of her and that in 6 months it'll be out in the world...and I'll be an Auntie. God knows this child already, before any of us even know its sex. How astounding is that?!

So, my mood lifted and so did the music...from quietly depressing to joyful music...and a new thought process...I'm going to be an Auntie and God is amazing!! That baby has got to be one of the most amazing miracles ever, all babies are...we all are.