As I sit here getting closer and closer to week 14, 15, 16 etc. I am beyond joyful and thankful for so many things. Obviously, number one being this pregnancy and that I’ve made it past my last 3 miscarriage weeks. Eight, Ten, and Twelve. But, I am also thankful for the journey I took to get here. The sadness. The struggles. The losses. No, I am not glad I lost any of those precious babies. But, because of my journey, I now have a life to look forward to after this life on earth. Before my miscarriages, before the pain and heartache. I was just a girl, living a life that I thought was my best life. I was a believer in God and Jesus because of my mother and growing up in church. But it was not something I practiced. Not something I took very seriously or even thought about daily. I prayed, every now and then, and mostly to ask for something and rarely to thank him for anything. But going through what I went through changed me. For the first time in my life, I felt a gravitational pull towards God and his word. As happy as I seemed, I didn’t realize how lost I really was. And with every miscarriage, every doctor visit, every bad news we got, I got closer and closer to him. My faith got stronger and my life completely changed. That’s why I can look back now and be thankful for my struggles, because it’s what ultimately brought me back to him. It’s what saved me. Before, I was living for this life on earth. But now, I am living for my eternal life. The one with my Lord and Savior. The one where I will get to hold those precious lost babies. How amazing is that?? To know that they will not just be babies that I mourn and never see again. I will see them again. And I will get a chance to hold them, love them, and have what I didn’t get a chance to have on this earth. Without them, I wouldn’t be the person God knew I could be. So no matter what struggles you are going through. Whatever hardship you’re experiencing, don’t lose hope. Because the bigger your storm, the brighter your rainbow.