I love Christmas. I love the decorations, I love the chance to spend time with family, I love turkey and cranberry sauce, I love the smell of a real Christmas tree. I love the suspense of presents around the Christmas tree, the lights in the street, the fact that everyone seems to talk to their neighbours around Christmas time, Christmas carols, mulled wine and mince pies – I could go on.
But this year, all I really want for Christmas is to get pregnant and have a healthy baby. It’s not a crazy wish either. After-all we’ve just started IVF and by my math we could find out if it’s been successful or not on Christmas Day. Yes, that could be an amazing Christmas present but it could also be a day of heartbreak. And I’ve had to ask myself, if my period does come on Christmas Day, will it still be a day worth celebrating?
And the answer is yes. I’ll probably cry as well, but at the end of the day, Jesus came to earth because he loved me. He also laid down his life for me. He was killed so that I could have life to the full. So that I could spend eternity with Him. That is how much he loves me. And that is worth celebrating. I just really really hope that we have another reason to celebrate this year as well.