April 14, 2011

Suspense.

  I think it’s the suspense at the end of a pregnancy that kills me.  Maybe today?  Maybe tomorrow?  How many contractions has that been?  Consistent, or just in my head?  And then I remind myself, ‘Maggie, do you remember what labor was like with Sylvia?  You WILL KNOW when you are in labor, for real.’

  My midwife reminded me yesterday that God has a thing for waiting.  It’s strung throughout the entire Bible – wait.  patience.  He could have made pregnancies a specific number of days long, take away all this anticipation.  But he didn’t.  So I guess I’ll just … wait.

 

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Apparently I’m not the only one who is ready.

Sylvia’s all, “Mom, do your pregnancy exercises, go into labor already.”

 

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  I’m also excited to be able to start fostering again.  At this point in the pregnancy (actually for a few weeks now) we decided it would be best to hold off till post baby.  Cause really, can you imagine? 

  Here’s your new foster home.  I know your foster mom looks like she’s about to explode.  Actually, she is.

  And then two days later I go into labor, and then bring home a new baby.

Traumatic?  I think yes.

 

  So, lots of things that we are really, really, very much so, holding our breath kind of looking forward to.  Can’t wait! (But I guess we will.)

3 comments:

  1. You are right, God does have a thing for waiting! Good luck!

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  2. Seems like we are always playing some sort of waiting game in some area of our life! Good luck:)

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  3. Haha! The Popp is ready to pop! Love that Sylvia is so supportive by doing exercises with you.

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