"The beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of any storm. When a rainbow appears, it does not mean that the storm never happened or that we are not still dealing with its aftermath. It means that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover, but the rainbow provides color, energy and hope.”
I recently heard the term "rainbow baby." I didn't know what it meant, despite the fact that I'm carrying my very own rainbow baby. It's a term women use to describe their babies born after a miscarriage, still birth, or infant loss. Reading blogs of women who have had a rainbow baby, there seems to be a common theme. Tumultuous pregnancies, filled with worry and fear, waiting on bated breath for the moment they finally hold their precious one in their arms. My boy is not here yet...and I know as well as anyone that his arrival is not a guarantee. But, I refuse to let my mind be filled with worry or my heart be filled with fear. This pregnancy is a gift. This child a blessing. To be wholly and fearlessly loved each of his days, however many that may be. I deeply regret the ways in which I let fear hold me back from loving Wesley. I learned from my mistakes and I have not been so foolish as to make them again. I am learning each day about the freedom that comes with surrender. I do not worry because it does no good and I do not fear because it changes nothing. I simply love. Because it not only does a great deal of good...it changes everything.