Waiting…

I WAS convinced that little Ivor would show up early…but now I’m not so sure. Maybe he’ll be more like me after all lol. Gwen is very much like her daddy…and she showed up a week early. I’ve been predicting that little Ivor would be more like me, so I shouldn’t really be surprised that he’s taking his time šŸ™‚ That’s not to say he’ll be late, he may just come right on time (I was born on my due date). OR he may be waiting for daddy’s birthday this Saturday. We shall find out soon!

Despite my own efforts to move things along, IĀ haven’t progressed at all since last week. I went for a walk every single day (except 1) since my appt. Thursday and…nothing. Everything’s the same. Sigh. He did giveĀ us a bit of a scare this morning when my doctor couldn’t find his heartbeat at first. She quickly ran out to bring in the ultrasound machine so we could check on him and thankfully everything was fine and we found the heartbeat right away. Nice and strong. He had just shifted positions, moving over to the other side of my belly. He had been on the left side for awhile. Now he’s on the right. Stinker. Still head down though, so that’s good! He did have me worried though because yesterday he wasn’tĀ as active as he usually is. Even though I felt him last night, and this morning in the car, not hearing his heartbeat atĀ first freaked me out. I’m pretty good atĀ assuming the worst.Ā And as I type right now he’s moving all around in there reassuring me…”Relax mom, I’m fine…I was just napping. Until you poked and prodded me, that is. Thanks for that.”

Sorry little man. It’s in my nature to worry and have anxieties. Especially as labor and delivery draws nearer! There’s always something that could go wrong. But it’s not in my control anyway.

The 2 verses I’m repeating to myself lately:

cast your cares

power and love1

And so, we wait.Ā Casting all my cares, concerns and worries on the One who has the control. Remembering that fear and timidity does not come from Him. I shall go into that delivery room with power, love and a sound mind. And do what my body was madeĀ to do, bringing forth life into this world in the miraculous way only God could have designed. I was built for this. I am woman. HearĀ me roar!

Sorry, I was giving myself a pep talk. I’m done now.

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