Wow, wow, wow. That is all I can say. Wow to the wonder of God for forming this miracle inside me. And wow to the wonders of modern medicine for letting me see his face!

In case you couldn’t tell, I got to see my son today- again! I have been so lucky to get to have 4 previous sonograms this pregnancy. I know a lot of women dont get to see their child more than once in their pregnancy and mine has been displayed on that huge screen on four separate occasions. Last Friday, we trekked to Window in the Womb in Southlake to get a 4-d sonogram done. We chose to go there over our doctor’s office because they would give us a DVD of the whole sonogram to watch over and over- and nauseate everyone we came in contact with. Last Friday, apparantly, the combination of Arby’s and looooooong car rides made Kase either cranky or sleepy and he had his face completely covered by his hand. The beauty of that situation is that we got to go back for another try today. And what a try it was.

Before I got pregnant, I couldnt for the life of me understand how looking at a blurry picture constituted a baby. I just couldnt see the image in the photo equaling a child. Now, I get it. And today, I got hit with it like a Mack truck of emotion- and I have the mascara stains to prove it. After a little prodding, and some conversing with Daddy, Kase took his hand from his face to show us his features in full sepia glory. We won’t get ahead of ourselves and say we really and truly know what he looks like, but in all honesty- this little guy is perfection.

We have learned to this point that Kase loves his Daddy. When Kaleb puts his hand to my belly, Kase moves to it. When Kaleb talks, Kase responds with a kick, flutter or jump. Today, Kase proved once again that he is Daddy’s boy. As Kaleb knelt beside me, talking to him, Kase turned his head to the sound of Kaleb’s voice and smiled. This is a moment I will treasure for the rest of my life. And, thanks to science, we were able to capture that moment on film.

I was overwhelmed with emotion today. So much to the point that when we left the dark room and waited for our DVD to be burned, I wept. Kaleb had to hold me while I cried the tears that I think I had been holding back this whole pregnancy. My son is coming to meet me in less then three months, and that is a miracle that I am not even able to express in words. Normally, I am much more pragmatic. But this- this is too big for pragmatism.

In the coming weeks, we have nursery decorating and my first baby shower given by some amazing friends at church. I will be sure and post more about them both, but for today, I am content just having caught a glimpse of the amazing gift God has waiting for me on the other side of the New Year.