36 and Counting. . .
Well, I am officially 9 months pregnant . . . 36 weeks and a few days. I have mixed emotions: excitement, joy and anticipation for my little boy's arrival--I can't wait to feel the warm little baby bundle in my arms. . .ever notice how warm a baby is when he/she is first born?? Oh, I'm looking forward to that moment, Lord willing.
|Taken 12/2011: my 4th born, JD--just moments old|
But on the other hand, a beautiful pregnancy is coming to an end. I'll always cherish the months I spend round, waddling, "glowing," achy, and sometimes downright uncomfortable. I cherish it because it is what God has given me to do. . .my body as a living sacrifice, trying to honor Him with not only the way I raise my little ones, but also how I carry them in my womb. Trying to enjoy the last days of kicks and pokes and baby hiccups inside.
|36 weeks pregnant w/ #5|
I'm wearing my favorite shirt: my husband's old
green sweatshirt! LOL
He got up at 4am on a Saturday morning to go to the grocery store. He said it was just he and the late-night grocery stockers, so everything was easy to find. I wasn't quite feeling the 4am time frame (LOL) but I'm so thankful for him.
And one of the highlights of this coming week: MY MOM IS COMING!!! We live in separate states, about 600 miles away from each other. So she's coming to help me prepare and wait for my little one. The only thing is that it's supposed to snow the day she comes, so hopefully her flight won't be effected!!!!!