Looking Forward

I’ll sound like a big whiner if I say I’m ready to be done being pregnant. But, there are several things I’m really looking forward to having back. And I won’t say sleep…we all know I will never get that back!

1)      Salsa. I love salsa, but Abrielle does not. Pretty much can’t wait to devour a whole bag of chips with some good salsa.

2)      Italian food. My poor, long suffering hubby loves Italian food…but Abrielle does not. Once she arrives, bring on the lasagna!

3)      Working out. My plans to be a super fit pregnant girl were derailed by the joint pain I’ve had almost the entire pregnancy. Normally I love lifting weights, but even lifting 5 lb. dumb bells sets off horrible inflammation in my elbow joints. And…my sister-in-law gave me the Ab Jam Turbo Jam workout DVD for Christmas. I was pregnant then, so I haven’t gotten to try it. Can’t wait!

4)      Painting my toenails with ease. That’s an obvious one.

5)      Tying my shoes.

6)      Walking up one flight of stairs without getting totally winded.

7)      Fewer bathroom trips. Oh yeah!!! So ready for that.

8)      Sleeping on my stomach. Unfortunately for me, I am a die hard stomach sleeper, but that’s been out the window for many months now.

And of course, I’m looking forward to holding my brand new baby girl in my arms! But I won’t be getting her back…I’ll be getting her for the first time. 🙂

I’ve been updating my pregnancy pictures on facebook, but for all you blog followers, here is a recent photo.

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Neurotic

Or nesting? Who knows…

At the present time, I’m enjoying blaming all my shortcomings/weird behaviors on being pregnant. Forgot to pay that bill? Well, it’s because baby is taking all my brain cells.

At almost 32 weeks pregnant, I find myself in a neurotic state of nesting where EVERYTHING seems so DIRTY. I’m barely working, I spend lots of time cleaning, yet find myself appalled at the state of my apartment. You can decide what categories this morning’s activities fall into:

  • washing out the inside of the garbage can
  • getting on my hands and knees to spot clean the carpet in the baby room
  • getting on my hands and knees to scrub the silver casing around our sliding glass door. Why…? (it was pretty dirty though)
  • vacuuming the hair off the cat (okay, I made that one up)

And that’s just today. The other day I decided that after three years of living in our apartment, the inside of our kitchen cupboard doors needed to be washed. RIGHT NOW.

At the risk of being repetitive since I’ve posted a similar image, here’s another one.

 

Changing Lives

Today I wrote the last letter to my Compassion “child.” I have sponsored Kidist through Compassion International for the last seven years, and she graduated the program recently.

While writing this last letter, I found myself reflecting on what life has passed since I first signed on to sponsor Kidist. Seven years ago, I had just started college and planned on going to law school. In the seven years that have transpired, I switched majors, finished college, got married, moved to another state, and now I’m about to have a baby. That’s the short version.

My Compassion “child” was just a few years younger than me when I first started getting to know her. Her letters and pictures gave me a brief glimpse into another world, her world in Ethiopia. I can only try to imagine the trepidation she must be feeling as she sets off to go to college. Her world has been full of what must seem like insurmountable obstacles. I pray that she never loses hope.

In about two months, I will be embarking on the journey of motherhood. I am both excited and terrified. There will be both unimaginable joy and wrenching heartache. To think I can have one without the other would be naïve. I need for myself the same things I pray for Kidist—courage and perseverance. Joshua 1:9, “Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”