A couple of weeks ago, a friend reached out to me mentioning she noticed that I was being more reserved in sharing about my pregnancy and asked if everything was okay. I told her about my sensitivity and fear of over-sharing because I have a few sweet friends who are walking through the struggles of infertility, miscarriage, or waiting on their rainbow baby.
I know I’ve talked in the past about being in some of their shoes and feeling the heartache and sadness when I would see other mamas with their growing bellies. That feeling is hard and I never want to be the reason for making someone else’s day/week/month more painful… especially via social media.
And then she said this, and I burst into tears because it was exactly what I needed to hear: “Don’t let your blessing and goodness be hidden because of those hurting around you. God sees them just like He sees you.”
Until she said that, I didn’t even realize how much goodness I was trying to hide and how that outlook had cast somewhat of a shadow over my own pregnancy. My own journey. My own happiness. So here I am taking her advice and sharing my goodness.
Counting down the days until this little one arrives oh so soon and I can’t even begin to describe how much excitement that makes me feel.
