Cynthia sat on the couch and propped her swollen feet on the coffee table. “I believe I said I would never do this again.” She closed her eyes, lifted the damp hair off her neck and leaned back. Her mind drifted back three years…
“I can’t handle another day. This heat is unbearable.” Being nine months pregnant in the month of August, in Florida, just doesn’t work. The skin on Cynthia’s ankles was so tight, they were numb. It would probably shock her if she could see them over the huge basketball growing in her stomach. This had to be the hottest summer ever. She remembered telling everyone that she was never going to do this again!
A smile crept across her face as she remembered looking into her beautiful little girl’s eyes. All the pain and misery was well worth it. She would not trade a moment of it. Her perfect little angel was in her arms.
A sharp pain in her side brought her out of the daydream. “Easy, killer, I know you are in there.” Cynthia took a deep breath, back to reality, another summer pregnancy. This one would be even longer. She wasn’t due until the middle of September.
Cynthia felt like screaming every time she heard someone say, “It will be worth it in the end.” Just looking at her blonde-haired, blue-eyed daughter, playing across the room reminded her of that. Knowing it didn’t erase the pain and misery she was going through right now. “I guess I shouldn’t have said, never.” She knew she would not utter those same words again.
Cynthia went to bed that night, complaining to her husband, who quickly fell asleep. Trying to get comfortable was a challenge. She would love to roll over on her stomach, but that wasn’t going to happen. If she laid on her back, breathing would be difficult. Finally getting settled on her side, Cynthia started to relax. The sound of the phone ringing caused her to jump out of bed.
“That’s not good.” Cynthia said, as she looked down at her legs. She ignored the phone and started to shake her husband.
“You have to get up! My water just broke!”
“Okay, I am getting up. It’s going to be okay.”
“How can you say that? I’m two weeks early!” She instantly forgot about the complaints of the day, and started to worry if her baby would be okay.
They rushed to the hospital, where she was checked into a room. The staff informed her, the baby would be fine at this stage of the pregnancy. Cynthia went from fretting to grumbling again when the labor pains started. Over the next couple of hours, her husband tried to comfort her.
“One more push, Cynthia.” The doctor stated.
Cynthia was once again looking into the eyes of innocence, her little baby boy. She was so thankful he was okay. Cynthia had counted all ten fingers and toes. Now she watched her husband and daughter holding the bundle of joy, full of contentment.
It had only been a few hours, but Cynthia was reflecting on lessons learned, through two summer pregnancies. First one was, never say, never. Second, just like in life, we all go through struggles that seem unbearable at the time, but the results are always worth it when we trust God to deliver us.
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