Four years ago (and it really doesn't seem that long ago!) I spent St. Patrick's Day grumpy and a little angry. The reason for these moods?? I couldn't indulge in green beer. Yup, I was angry because I was pregnant and couldn't enjoy my typical St. Paddy's Day beverage. Looking back, of course, it seems so silly. But then, isn't hindsight always 20/20??
This was one of many lessons Brady taught me. Yes, Brady...our one and a half pound miracle, taught me many lessons through his short life within me and his birth. This particular lesson was how precious time, and moments, are. True, I didn't get a green beer that year. But I did get to feel my son, my firstborn, kicking and moving around. I got to spend time with my husband, who did everything he possibly could to make me feel better. I didn't think then like I do now...that I have years to enjoy a green beer, but I'll only have this particular moment today.
So this year I'm not at all upset with the lack of adult beverages. In fact, I'm thrilled not to be enjoying any. Because that means that I am growing yet another miracle. What we have hoped and prayed for the last two years is finally real. And there's nothing that beats the little kicks that I feel...the round belly under my green shirt...I wouldn't trade that for all the green beer in the world!! And I have some pretty special angels to thank for this perspective, this gratitude, and this optimism I feel today. On this St. Patrick's Day, I am definitely the lucky one. ☘️
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