I saw my future today

Another midwife appointment this morning (every two weeks at this point). Gained 1 1/2 lbs...total gain of 21 lbs so far if you're keeping track...that's right, I'm not afraid to tell the entire world how much I've gained. (Mostly because I am confident that there are only a few people who actually read this thing.) My belly is measuring small but no need to worry the midwife says. She guessed very hesitantly that this one might end up being around 7 1/2 lbs. Rory was 8lb 3 oz.

On my way home I stopped and ate lunch at Wendy's. Brad told me to get something fun for lunch, but there wasn't anything fun on the way home. I traded a fun lunch for a fast food one and a stroll through Target. While at Target I found a gift for Rory that will be from the new baby once it arrives. I have been searching for something special and new to give Rory when she comes to visit us in the hospital and meet her new sibling. I found a doll that is somewhat interactive. If you put the bottle up to it's mouth a sucking noise is heard. Pressing a foot or either of the hands will bring on a "Mama," "I love you," a cry, or a giggle. I also found a doll swing that transforms into a high chair and travel seat too. This, we decided after a quick phone call to Brad, will be what the new baby gives Rory when she arrives at the hospital. Hopefully it will help alleviate jealously for all the gifts the new baby might receive, and give her something to do while she's at the hospital. It was at Wendy's however, that I peeked into the future that is to be mine.

An elderly couple sat down at the table next to mine. Here's where it veers off course a little bit because they both only had a small frostee and a burger. I'm guessing Brad and I will still be dining on french fries and caffeinated beverages no matter what age we are...if nothing else, ours would be a large frostee. Anyway, before they started to eat they both bowed their heads and quietly said a prayer together. I was a little taken aback. Even though Brad and I almost always pray before eating, I still noticed that something different, and special, was happening just two feet away. A couple that has spent who knows how many years together, prayed who knows how many prayers, and eaten who knows how many meals, still finds it important to thank God before eating...even at Wendy's. It was at that moment I hoped I had really seen my future. I hoped Brad and I would grow old together and say quiet prayers to God that just the three of us can hear, but which anyone could witness. I hoped someday our small gestures of faith would make someone else stop and smile, as they had done for me.