I was going to write you guys on Monday, but then I thought, “I’m having an office baby shower on Tuesday, so I’ll just update the readers then.”

But do you really care about that? You already heard about one baby shower… why rub it in? lol. I will say that it went really well and I’m thankful for all my coworkers for showing me love.

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Today, I want to discuss something a little more meaningful—being forever grateful. I caught myself earlier this week being frustrated at not being able to breathe well, or fit my clothes, or skip a step while I’m climbing up some stairs (lol). No, I don’t have a horrible medical condition. I’m just pushing the ninth-month point of this pregnancy.

After talking it out and thinking about it more, I felt foolish for even thinking those things in the first place. A lot of people are struggling with infertility issues, or extensive adoption processes, or life-threatening pregnancies. And here I am having the NERVE to say something about not being able to skip a step on the stairs. (Why am I so obsessed with doing that? LOL!)

I should have been happy to have a smooth pregnancy and a healthy baby boy, but sometimes (unfortunately) I’m not always wired to think that way.

As I was skimming through other blogs online, I fell across this one post that could not have summed it up any more beautifully. Her view is from the post-pregnancy side of life. For the lazy bums who won’t click the link ( 😉 ), I’ll give an excerpt from my favorite part:

My stretch marks may not be what is considered beautiful by today’s standards. But they remind me of the scars Jesus took upon His body to redeem me from sin.

My extra skin that isn’t as tight and toned as it used to be may not seem that appealing when I look in the mirror. But it does make me remember that the Lord looks at my heart—not my outward appearance.

Those few pounds that I just can’t seem to lose may frustrate me and make me feel completely unattractive. But they serve to overwhelmingly bless me when my husband takes me into his arms and tells me I’m beautiful.

We need some perspective, girls. And we need some joy. God gave us children—a heritage—whom He calls a blessing. What price can you put on a reward from the Lord?

Deep stuff! So before I shape my mouth to say anything about how certain things are after pregnancy, I’ll keep this in mind.

No matter how hard it may be, keep the attitude of gratitude. You’ll be surprised how much more content you’ll be with your life.