Closer…

Are we almost there now? I realized today that I don’t even have to say “next week,” when people ask when the baby is due. The answer now is, “Saturday.” Less than a week away is the due date.

So much for two weeks early like the rest of my family. Thanks for the false hopes, guys. Well, ladies, I guess is the accurate term there. Haha

Anyway, it’s been rather crushing not having the baby’s arrive when I really wanted it to arrive. As with everything else, I am accepting God’s will and moving forward with His courage and trusting in Him.

It also has been physically miserable the past almost-week. Each day has been worse, too. Tonight, I was even feeling strains in places I hadn’t been feeling them. No clear consistency yet, though. The midwife said all signs are showing that my body is truly feeling up for this all. However, she also said that it needs to kick into gear before Monday night or wait until Wednesday.

“Why?” you ask. Because we have a massive freeze happening Monday-Tuesday, with snow to be expected. Houston isn’t exactly a snow place. I think we’ve had it, including when it didn’t even stick to the ground, a total of four times in my life. Maybe five. And that’s in almost 34 years. So, weather like we are expected to have Monday-Tuesday will not be good driving conditions for this city, and it will not be safe for folks to be out. Which includes our midwife driving all the way across town to our house. So, yeah… the hope is to be done before the bad weather. The back-up plan is to have things happen after the bad weather. And God’s plan will show itself in the coming days..

God, help us to deliver well in the next twelve hours or so, please. Make me and the baby and my husband well and safe, please. Thank you for all of this and all that we will learn and gain from this all. Thank you for my husband. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2025

(Still getting it wrong, by the way…)