Waiting

I am 37 weeks today. The baby is “officially” full term, he’s been head down for a while, and all systems are “go” for launch. Just waiting on God to light the fuse, so to speak.

I’m anxious. I have been blessed with easy labors, the kind which make people want to throw things at me when I talk about them. So I wonder, is this the one that will be long and dragged out? Am I really up for doing this one more time?

I’m uncomfortable. I’m only 5 feet tall, so there is not much room for a baby to be in my belly. At the end of the day, everything just hurts.

I’m caught. I’m so done being pregnant, yet the only way out of this is to go into labor. I don’t like either choice.

Bip is worried. It seems like every fairy tale we read has the mother dying. Cinderella, Snow White, even the Little Mermaid has the mother gone. I know it’s just a plot device, but to a 5 year old, it is too close to home. The thought of breaking his heart like that just shatters mine. But I can’t make him any promises. When it is my time to go, then it is mine time to go. Now or another 40 years from now, it is in God’s hands. Small words of comfort to a sweet little boy who needs his mother.

If you could spare us some prayers, I’d sure appreciate it. Above all, I would ask that you pray for a safe delivery, with a healthy mom and baby at the end. And until that time, a peaceful heart for both me and Bip. Knowing that others are praying for me has always eased the load, so I thank you in advance.

More Mac and Cheese, please!

 

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