Have you ever had a bad day or month that made you leery of that particular day or month in future years? I've never considered myself a superstitious person, but when my recent 30- and 32-week OB appointments coincidentally fell on the same dates last summer that I found out I had miscarried twins and the D&C that followed, I felt a little freaked out and anxious.
Last year's weepiness, despair, and physical discomfort on that D&C day were countered by this year's uneventful 32-week check-up and accepting delivery of the nursery furniture. What a difference a year makes.
Although I'll never again be one of those pregnant women who is blissfully ignorant of the miracle and fragility of human life, I've learned more about the Lord's sovereignty and faithfulness over the past year than I ever would have had that first pregnancy gone perfectly. Praise God for healing, and for strengthening faith through sorrow.