Carrying Life, Carrying Faith 🩵

Pregnancy is often called a beautiful journey, and yeah, it really is. But what people don’t always say out loud is how heavy it can feel sometimes. Your body changes in ways you never thought possible. And your mind? It’s constantly running. Even the smallest cramp can send you into full-on worry mode. Is my baby okay? Did I do something wrong? Should I be concerned? It’s not just the physical tiredness, it’s the emotional and mental weight that sits with you every day. The overthinking. The what-ifs. The waiting. But in the middle of all that, one thing keeps me grounded: faith. When it all gets a little too much, I find myself going back to prayer. Nothing fancy, just a quiet moment between me and God. “Dear God, I lift up this little life growing inside me. Please continue to protect and nurture her. Keep her healthy and strong as she grows. And when the time comes, I pray for a safe delivery and a healthy baby in my arms. Amen.” That prayer has become part of my rhythm. It helps quiet the noise in my head. It reminds me that I don’t have to carry everything on my own. Because the One who’s really in control loves this baby, and me, more than I’ll ever fully understand. So for now, I breathe. I pray. I take it day by day. And every time I feel her little kicks, I remember: I’m not just carrying a baby. I’m carrying love, hope, and a whole new life. 🌻