I
know, I know. It’s been a while. My only excuse is that I’ve been so dang
tired! I never knew I could be this
tired, and I know it only gets worse after baby.
Let
me get you all up to date. I am almost
33 weeks pregnant with a wiggly little boy.
I’ve had a pretty “easy” pregnancy so far, meaning I’ve had no major
problems. However, I’ve had nearly every
pregnancy symptom possible and have become a slight hypochondriac. There were
many days in the first trimester that I declared I was dying. Second trimester was wonderful. No problems, not a lot of discomfort, cute
little bump. Then the third trimester
hit and I am swollen from head to toe, can’t get comfortable to save my life,
and will cry at the drop of a hat (and y’all all know my view of crying). The silliest things make me cry…like a cat
food commercial! That is SO not me and I
can’t wait for that to go away…along with my cankles, carpal tunnel, the
inability to bend, not being able to take Goody’s for migraines, and all of the
other things that people just don’t consider before they decide to have a
baby. Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed
being pregnant as much as I can (9 months is just a REALLY long time!) and I am
very, very grateful to have a baby on the way.
I can’t wait to meet my wiggle worm in a few weeks. Most days I’m ready to be done with being
pregnant, but then I slightly panic and think, “What have we gotten ourselves
into?” God has chosen this time to give
David and me a little boy, and while we are extremely nervous, we’re pretty
darn excited.
(On
a side note: I have to say that my favorite pregnancy side effect has been
becoming very mellow. Not a lot has
bothered me in the last 7 months and I’m usually very high strung. A friend suggested that maybe I just needed
the testosterone from the baby, which actually makes a lot of sense. If that’s the case though, I don’t see the “mellowness”
sticking around after baby.)
A
few other updates before we dive in:
Baby doesn’t have a name yet. We’ve
been calling him Fishy because David loves the idea of naming him Fisher and
then with our wonderful last name, he could be called FishFin. I was against it at first, but everybody
calls him Fishy, so I feel like he needs a name that makes “Fishy” make
sense. Right now we are leaning toward
Fisher Graham and call him Graham.
However, we’ve not made our mind up in 7 months so I don’t see how 7
weeks will make much of a difference.
We’ve
also “sold” our house. It’s under
contract right now and we have until the end of the month to close on it. We are holding our breath that everything
will continue to work out with it. That
means my baby will be homeless for a few months (Thanks to a couple of great
friends, we will have a house to rent when Fishy gets here). We have pretty much decided to build and the
builder told us last night we will be looking at moving in sometime in
July. My goal is just to be in before
school starts. We’ve tackled a lot right
now; I don’t want the beginning of school to be stressful too.
Moving
on, I think I mentioned in the last post that I was involved in a small group
during the fall semester. I really got a
lot out of the small group. I miss the
weekly fellowship and prayer. It’s so
nice to be surrounded by people who share your spiritual beliefs so they can
pray for your specific circumstances.
Again, I think I mentioned in the last post about overcoming a spirit of
fear. I am a natural worrier and being
prayed over weekly to overcome a spirit of fear and transforming it into a
spirit of power, love, and self discipline (1 Timothy 1:7), has really helped
me be okay with everything we have going on right now. Normally, having strangers in and out of my
house would freak me out. Or having my
house under construction (floors were getting repaired…long story), not having
my main Christmas tree up, moving, trying to find a place to live, having a
baby, preparing for a baby, etc. would probably cause an emotional breakdown
for me. However, my small group helped
me to understand that God does not give us a spirit of fear and that He is in
control. As long as we wrap everything
in prayer, He’ll take care of it. I
think that’s why I’ve been so mellow too.
I know that He’s got it and because we’ve prayed about it, I know it
will work out according to His wonderful plan.
When
the small group was over, we went to a “retreat” at COTH. I enjoyed the worship and fellowship and
although that was the first weekend of cankles and contractions, it was a fun
weekend.
Now,
we have moved on to the book The Five
Love Languages by Gary Chapman, in Sunday school. Being a nerd, I love when we start new book
studies. However, I was very surprised
at how interested David is in the book.
I never expect him to read it, but when I finish it this weekend, I want
us to determine our love language and then I’ll try to get him to read about
just those two. (Two out of five is
better than nothing!) We have a pretty
strong marriage and so far, the “hard” times have only been due to outside
circumstances where we have needed to lean on each other.
David
is a really good husband. He’s taken
really good care of me throughout this pregnancy, even though sometimes it’s
been annoying (like when I’m finally sleeping comfortably and he wakes me up to
let me know I’m lying on my back). I’m
glad to know he cares. I have made it
very clear that I am not a caretaker. I’m
annoyed by having to take care of other people (yep…I know we have a baby on
the way). Anyway, David has been a
really good caretaker, when I can’t get off the couch or when I was so deathly
ill (hypochondria) at the beginning of the pregnancy. For the most part, he’s accommodated to my
weird cravings, too. I’m excited to see
how our marriage is strengthened by understanding each other’s love
language. I’ll keep y’all updated as we
work through the book.
I
appreciate your patience with my sporadic updates. My goal is to update once a month, but Fishy
will change everything I’m sure.
I
thought it would be difficult to decide to sale our house. I think I’ll still have that sentimental moment
as we continue to clean out and box things up, but I am comforted to know that
because David and I (and my small group!) have bathed the decision to move in
prayer, that we are allowing God to work his magnificent, perfect plan. My prayer for you is that you will surround
all major decisions with prayer and let God lead the way. Matthew
21:22 ~ If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.
