on waiting

Things I've said a lot lately:

• "I'm going to have a baby soon!"
• "I'm pretty sure that was a contraction."
• "Can you believe there's going to be a BABY here soon?"
• "Want to go for a walk?"
• "I'm never having this baby. He's going to stay inside f-o-r-e-v-e-r."

And I haven't even gotten to my due date yet.

I think that because we so badly want our boy to be early or on time due to Andrew's schedule, the waiting part is especially agonizing. I feel like I'm in a constant state of anticipation, not to mention the fact that Andrew is still working hardcore and I'm alone all day. All day. The longest.days.of.my.life.

My grandmother sent me an email this morning, praying for me. She prayed that I experience joy and patience today as I rest in our sweet God. I read it on my phone before I even got out of bed and I think it set the mood for my day. I'm feeling a little less ohmygoshwhenisthisbabycoming and a little more...patient.

Also, I can't get this song out of my head:

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PS: I debated writing another pregnancy/baby-related post because I've been all "I'm having a baby soon, y'all! I can't wait! Hurry up! Woo hoo!" for the last few weeks. But then I thought, meh. It's my blog and I do what I want. Amen.