I preached on Sunday, October 17. That Friday, I called our pastor to let him know that I wasn’t in labor so he didn’t need to have a back-up plan. He told me he didn’t even consider having a back up plan!
Earlier in October, I put my to do list on the server and told my colleagues everywhere that I save anything. Every meeting that I set or planned to attend I would dramatically say “I’ll be there … unless I have had my baby.”
At home, I’ve had a list ready in order of what I need to get done. When it wasn’t all ready at 38 weeks, I was worried.
After my 36 week appointment, I frantically set up time to hang out with Morgan and Alan/Jessica in case I went into labor early. That was weird.
Husbanks canceled his major athletic event of the year. I didn’t go on Women’s Retreat. We missed Staci’s wedding. Husbanks’ parents missed Staci’s wedding cruise. Nicole hasn’t had a trial all month. My mom has been here for a week.
I cried wolf. I’m missing stuff and so are those around me.
It’s my due date, and I’m going to work. But I am OK with that. Right now I know the baby is eating, sleeping and comfortable. It doesn’t cry at night and it’s easy to transport. I don’t have to pay for childcare. Husbanks and I were invited to a jam session happening Friday, and we might just get to go. I am enjoying the anticipation of not knowing if we will raise a girl or boy.
I’m not rushing you, baby. I guess I just rushed myself. Take your time. Be in the moment! Because once you get out here, you rarely will.