The saying “Good things come to those who wait” has been playing in my mind this morning. Truth be told, I still have 20 days until my actual due date, but this new little man seems to want to take after his brothers and make an early appearance.
Pregnancy and Childbirth are such beautiful and complicated things for us Mamma’s to go through. The beauty of the sacrifice of actually laying down your life for the life of another. The amazing grace of having a Brand New Soul brought into the world, and you get to be the vessel. The AWESOME responsibility to raise this little person to be a saint (and on some days it feels like to survive…) The TOTAL LACK OF CONTROL…and yet the freedom that comes from that surrender…
Yet, what ALWAYS gets me is the end…the waiting part. Yes, we do wait 9 months as this little person grows within. Yes, we do suffer and also bask in the ups and downs of those months between while our body is constantly changing, our emotions roller coasting up and down, and our hearts growing once again to a capacity we never thought possible…
But I never realize how impatient I am as a woman, until I hit 37 weeks. Why? The “practice” contractions kick in full force (seriously? practice? there has to be a better name for them…)
And I realize that I am NOT in control of this little one’s birthday…all I can do is wait?
So how will I wait? I have had moments of fear, moments of joy, moments of anxiousness, and moments of peace…
I have been nesting like crazy. I think I have washed every item in the house at least two times. The hubs has purged closets and moved things we have had on a list for 2 years to do…and he keeps planning meals in advance for when the we have the green light and have to go in, so the kids here are covered. (Can men ‘nest’ too?)
I have crochet more hats, booties, blankets (finished and unfinished), read more books, and enjoyed more snuggles from my little men here with me at home and my girls have hugged this belly a million times…
So when will you come little man? When will we get to see your face? When will I get to smell that newborn smell?
Only God Knows…and his timing is ALWAYS perfect.
In the meantime we will keep ‘practicing’ with these contractions (that hurt like the dickens), I will continue to pray for peace and grace, and I will offer these moments in gratitude once again…my heart is being taught a new level of love and my family is being blessed again with more life to celebrate….and my body gets to be the vessel.
In the meantime, I am going to be offering these moments for your intentions. If you have any prayers needs please post them in the comments and know I will be praying for you during this labor.
I am so thankful for the friends & family surrounding me and supporting me as we approach life with 6…and I can not wait to share more as it unfolds before me.
Have a Blessed Day!