Pregnant.

Is not what I am, but because of my best friend, has been something that has been on my mind heavily for the past year.  My best friend has been trying to conceive a baby for quite some time and my heart goes out to her and her husband.  One thing I have learned throughout this trying time is how much goes in to becoming a parent and how often people take it lightly or take it for granted.  I have no clue what will happen when I try to conceive but I do know that I have learned a lot from Cait.  Watching her dedication and faith, time after time as well as the sacrifices both her and her husband are making to bring a child in to the world, has given me so much respect and gratitude for motherhood and of course my dear friends.

It saddens me that people who do not deserve to have a child, or do not want to have a child, because after all, I am no judge to say that someone does not deserve a child, but those that could care less, get pregnant and those that desperately want to raise a child, are not given that opportunity.

I listen to mothers complain about being pregnant, or about things post birth and then I watch my friend state how grateful she would be to be carrying a child, regardless of the inconveniences most would grunt or moan about. I suppose this post is more about complaining, and realizing what we have to be grateful for. So many of the things that come easily or naturally to us, are things that others fight or wish for and never receive.