Pregnancy. The word is packed with punch. It carries a load, just like it’s own definition. For some the word signifies something quite unplanned. Uncalculated. For others, it brings the deepest form of indescribable joy. Something long-awaited. Something intangible, yet more real than anything has ever been. Yet still others ache at hearing the word, as it has only ever been used to describe another woman other than herself. On Friday I had a gut-wrenching conversation with a woman who described having a glorious encounter with her husband, then found herself a few weeks later peeing on that infamous stick in the bathroom. When she saw the word Pregnant, time stood still. Emotions poured over her like a train barreling down the tracks. Elation! Joy! Fear! Worry! Doubt! Stress! Awe! Wonder! Terror! Questions! There was life nestled tiny in her womb, created by the Creator Himself. As this woman continued to share, things came crashing to a halt almost before they began. The blood-sp...