Well, after the birth of my little niece, I wrote in a post (I will publish over the weekend) that new life is a miracle. This post is likely TMI for some of you, so I apologize and give you permission to stop reading right now! Well, actually, read the last paragraph and I'll be content :-) But, I want to walk you through my pregnancy. Not how I got preggers, we all know how that happened...but how I got pregnant in the midst of many trials.
First, I am a recovering anorexic. I was amenorrheic (without a menstrual cycle) for quite some time. That, along with many, many, many other changes the a body undergoes during an eating disorder (particularly anorexia) make conception much more difficult and unlikely.
Second, birth control. I started birth control very shortly after my struggle with AN (anorexia nervosa) because I was gonna be gettin' married in a very short amount of time. I had been on birth control FOUR YEARS and somehow still managed to get preggers.
Third, I have a bicornuate uterus. This means that my uterus is heart-shaped rather than triangularly shaped. see...
Anywhos, I wanted you to see all of that - why my pregnancy is a particular miracle. I once read in a book, that if anyone ever asked why you believe in God you should say, "Sex." That makes since - what an ingenious creation sex is - that everything goes on the way that it goes on and somehow a baby comes out 9 months later. Well, I have to tell you, if sex is not a good enough indication that God exists think about my unborn child. Think about what that little baby had going against it before it was ever a baby. Think about the fact that God didn't even have to work hard to create that baby inside of me - even with what the world would say are hard circumstances. Won't you think about it?