Pictures of Peanut

Sweet little one, here is your first picture. You are so small right now. You are about the size of an apple seed. We are calling you peanut because your Uncle Josh and Aunt Jill like to call you that. We like it too and it stuck. So for now, Peanut it is, of course until we choose a more formal name, when we know if you are a boy or a girl. I like it and it suits you. Your heart beat is stong and although we did not get to hear it, we saw it on the monitor, pumping away. You are a miracle. You see, we have been trying to get pregnant for 2 years and we were about to start fertility treatments next month. God sent you along just in time. You are an answer to our prayers and the prayers of many, little one. You are already fulfilling your purpose by bringing answered prayers and wonder into the world through your tiny, wonderful presence. We already love you so much and can't wait for your next ultra-sound. I am praying that God breaths life into you and forms you perfectly day by day. Sleep well tonight, little peanut, grow big and strong. Love, mommy

Psalms 139
¹ O LORD, you have searched me
and you know me.

² You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.

³ You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.

⁴ Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O LORD.

⁵ You hem me in—behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.

⁶ Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.

⁷ Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?

⁸ If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

⁹ If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,

¹⁰ even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.

¹¹ If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,"

¹² even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.

¹³ For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.

¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.

¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

¹⁶ your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

¹⁷ How precious me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!

¹⁸ Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.