Technology: A blessing???

Blessing

[bles-ing] noun

the bestowal of a divine gift or favour.

I think that technology in a lot of cases is more of a curse than a blessing. Does it make life easier? Yes. But because of this it seems like I find myself more and more dependant on it. And more than that I find myself becoming addicted to it in a way. We talked about getting rid of the internet (my greatest weakness) but kept coming up with great excuses not to. For instance, if I didn’t have internet at my house how would I work on this blog that is blessing you all so much? What’s step 1 in overcoming addiction? Admitting you have a problem? I guess I will get to that later.

This post was not intended to be a confessional. Guess I got a bit side tracked. The reason I bring up technology like this is because Tuesday I discovered a piece of technology that I feel 100% blessed by. Blessed in a way that I don’t think I can fully describe to you. Perhaps it can only be understood by those that have experienced it. But for those who haven’t I will do my best to explain.

So, what is this beautiful piece of equipment, the one that brought me to tears (and Steve almost to tears)? It is an ultrasound machine. Oh how wonderful it is! To see, for the first time, our very own little one. A real person with a beating heart. A baby with arms and legs moving around inside of me. To most people the ultrasound picture is of a fuzzy blob. To us that little fuzzy blob is our whole world. That little fuzzy blob has officially stolen my heart away. It’s making me tear up just thinking about it.

So can technology be a blessing? Can it bestow on me something that I can consider a gift? Even a divine gift? I believe it can. That moment I got to see my baby it all became real. Not surreal, like in the last few weeks, but really real. I admit I wasn’t sure if there would even be anything on the screen. I mean, all the signs pointed to me being pregnant. But I wasn’t completely convinced until I saw him. This child is no longer a giddy thought that I sit and reflect on often. This child has become my world. It is no longer a thought. It is a conviction. Getting to see the video of my baby moving inside of me was the most precious gift.

I wish you could see the baby moving. That was the real treat. Next time we will videotape it to share. For now enjoy the picture of our blob. Isn’t he beautiful?

-K

P.S. We are now taking donations to purchase our own ultrasound machine so we can watch him all the time. We take cash or checks.