As I sit drumming away on the computer, I'm day-dreaming of breathing freely, bending over w/o holding my breath, seeing my toes, cuddling a precious newborn, and the all around relief of not being pregnant anymore. As much as I love the feeling of my unborn child kicking and growing over the course of time, I'm now at the point of anxiously waiting for her arrival. The days run together and often leave me on the brink of insanity as I look at another pile of dirty dishes, a permeating smell coming from a diaper clad toddler, or the mound of clean laundry preventing me from curling up and taking a nap.
Is it worth it all?
I desire, more than anything, to value what the Lord values. I do consider that
Motherhood is a Calling, but do I truly believe so in my heart of hearts?
Well the count down is still on. 39 weeks and counting to be exact... Am I ready to add more chaos to our lives?? Is my attitude and heart seeking out truth and joy?
1 comment:
Thank you so much for posting this. I have been having a "hard week" and this is exactly what I needed. I am so grateful that God gives us little reminders in big ways and often through very different resources...like a friends blog!
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