According to me and my timing, today is my due date for Baby Hullah. The other due date is the 9th, Sunday. Regardless, I definately expected this baby by now. I've also been having my appointments with the midwives on Thursdays. Last week I was so encouraged and already dilated at 4cm. This week, 4cm and discouraged. I was crying so hard on my way home that I had to stop in a parking lot to take time to call Brett, cry more, and eventually calm down. I still cried several more times today and felt depressed.
In spite of my disappointment and lack of patience, I realize these sweet truths: the baby is fine and doing well, and so am I (just no contractions yet); God's timing is the best; this is more time to give my attention to Luke and Brett. Sweet truths.
Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens. Your faithfulness to the skies.
-Psalm 36:5
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This is beautiful, Darci. The last few weeks are so rough; the impatience and discomfort are frightening. But hold on. Little One will be here soon, and the God of all wisdom--whose you are--will see to it that your son arrives in perfect timing, in perfect peace. Be encouraged that you are not alone and that you are deeply loved and highly favored.
ReplyDeleteMuch love--of the neighborly and sisterly varieties--
Renee