He runs into the bathroom for the fifth time in the past ten minutes, proclaiming he "has to go". Each time I follow behind him, helping him up on top of the potty, only for him to say, "nevermind". My patience is running thin and I do not want it to show because he has been making such great progress! Potty training this little guy has not been fun. It has been quite the process. So, for him to be doing as well as he has been for the past 4 days, well I do not want to do anything, or say anything, to ruin that!
When he finally does run from the bathroom with a huge smile on his face, I clap and show him how proud I am of his accomplishment! Just another part of the job - cheer squad!
In between the many bathroom visits, I was able to sit and sew for a productive amount of time. Sewing for my baby, a friends baby; sewing just for fun! It gives me great joy to hand someone a handmade gift. It makes me feel even more joyful when I know and see how much they truly appreciate it! Such a feeling of accomplishment .
My normal day ensues - laundry, playing, lunch and dinner prep - all the while thinking that in a few short days another person will be living here amongst us. To be completely honest, I do not even feel pregnant at times. I look down and rub my belly just to remind myself that this is real. She is coming! It is so surreal!
I'm nervous, excited, scared! I do not know what to expect! Sounds silly, huh? This is my third baby - how can I not know what to expect? When I was pregnant with both Emma and Caleb, I ended up with preeclampsia. It, in turn, resulted in me having to be induced, with both of them, at 37 1/2 weeks. So, I technically never experienced natural labor. Thankfully, this time I do not have any syptoms of preeclampsia. But that means that I will now get to experience the joys of natural labor and I am terrified! I worry at night about not making it to the hospital in time. What will we do with the kids? Will my inlaws make it to my house in time to stay with them? What if I am out and my water breaks? What will I do? Please tell me I am not the only one who thinks like this!
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow.
It empties today of its strength.~ Corrie Ten Boom
My days are consumed with potty training, laundry folding, playing, swimming, joy, but the worry comes at night! And I do know that when she does comes, I will look back and realize how silly I sound and how silly it was to worry. But, until then, I am holding onto these words:
So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. ~ Isaiah 41:10