Someone told me it was amazing what you could get done when your baby arrives late. It's true.
In fact, I am even beginning to see this time as a special gift. Most of my pregnancy has been insanely busy - with weddings and weekend trips and construction projects and entertaining guests, all on top of the added exhaustion and enervation that is part of being pregnant.
But this final month of my pregnancy we cleared the calendar. This was not done out of some sort of discipline where we recognized a need to slow down for the sake of our family. It was done because Baby was about to arrive. It was done because during my first pregnancy I was very sick in the final month. Sick enough that the doctor wanted to induce me early, and Annike was born at 5 pounds, 12 ounces.
This time around, we slowed down out of necessity. Of course, Baby has not come early, and this final month has felt very long. But in the meantime, we have been given many gifts.
Like today... we spent the afternoon at the county fair, eating ice cream and petting the animals. Annike's birthday is rapidly approaching and is now quite likely to be overlooked in the hospital madness that is sure to come, so we have seized the opportunity to celebrate early. Lucky girl, she just might get to celebrate all week long!
And, while we have waited for our little precious bundle to arrive, we have not been idle. It turns out that there is no such thing as nursery bedding in the colors pink, red, and yellow. As a self-taught seamstress, I decided to attempt this "minor" sewing project... which quickly turned into a major one. Each week that went by found me to adding a matching item to the crib bumper, like a bed ruffle, some curtains, a matching pillow, and next up is going to be a diaper holder. My style of sewing never includes a pattern, so if you visit please do me the favor of arriving with an uncritical eye!
Our spring construction project was reconfiguring this bathroom, and I have finally had a little time to hang the towels and decorate.
These are just a few of the little gifts that have been given in the waiting period. But the true gifts have been more recently realized...
I finally have the sincere recognition that we should cherish our final season as a family of three. There was a God-given opportunity to encourage and pray with a dear friend this week. Christian had the opportunity to speak wisdom into the life of a loved one, uplifting a depressed soul. We faced Divine appointments with the full attention they warranted. Encounters that would have been completely missed in the necessarily self-absorbed season of caring for a newborn.
Let's face it, patience is one of those things that none of us are very good at. But it seems that God often, possibly always, has a plan for us in the waiting period. I never would have planned this time of waiting into my own life, but I thank the Lord that He did. And I thank Him for the Divine gifts that were discovered.