Comparatively, during most of the day I do not really think about the baby growing inside me. I am so busy that he becomes an afterthought. It is really only his kicking that draws my attention back to recognizing that I have a little man growing inside me. As I sat before the Blessed Sacrament tonight, I stared at my stomach and tried to imagine him being inside there. All I could see was a big belly! It was so hard for me to contemplate his life--Just like it is hard for me to imagine Jesus being with me always and being present in the Eucharist. It is amazing that I have been sharing my body with Baby St.Hilaire for a full 5 months now. I am really honored to do it! And in a short while his life will be revealed to me in his birth. Then I will really know he is there and I won't be able to forget about him during the day.
I hope at some point in my life, Christ's presence will be revealed to me also. I never want Christ to be an afterthought in my day, or just someone I speak briefly to. I want my relationship with Him to be real, one filled with true friendship and love.