I remember laying in bed with severe morning sickness praying to God for strength to just get on and off the airplane. Just days before, I remember calling my mom in tears. My symptoms were getting worse and I didn’t think I was going to make it. She prayed with me and Matt held me when he got home, but to be honest I didn’t have much hope.
On the day we were to fly out we decided to at least attempt the journey and I am so glad I did…because God gave me strength and put my stomach at rest. And I made it to Florida!
No, I didn’t make it to the Disney parks…but I didn’t need Mickey Mouse, Cinderella, or a trip to Harry Potter World. I just wanted to be with family.
I brought my camera, but it stayed in my bag most days while I rested poolside. I did happen to catch just a few of my niece and one of my nephew playing in the pool. Their smiles and playfulness brought long overdue smiles to my face. O0o I just love my family and am so thankful for the time we had
P.S. For those who may be wondering, the morning sickness has left since our trip back in March and I am now in my third trimester, as of today!