To expand on my last post...

I genuinely am thankful for the new perspective I have now. I had taken childbearing for granted. I know I've said it before...but today, I looked at my son and thought "Wow. He was never supposed to exist" And I am so unbelievably grateful and blessed to have him. (He was conceived using TWO methods of birth control) How can I be angry with God when I have those beautiful blue eyes to look into? Overwhelmed doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. Sure, some days he makes me nanners, but I love every moment. I love when he knows I'm not feeling well, and he rubs my back. I love how sweet and gentle he is with animals. I love how he is always making me laugh. I love how amazing he is. I love how his whole face lights up when he's excited. I love how he's such a....boy. And I love God for blessing me with such an amazing person I'm proud to call my son.