Today I’m 36 weeks. I’m oh-so-large and uncomfortable and ready to bring this little boy into our family.
These days are moving slowly. I’m moving slowly. Our mornings have been sweet, and the boys have stayed in their jammies a little longer than usual.
I’m savoring their snuggles and their smiles, knowing that my hands will be occupied a bit more in the coming months.
The littlest still has no clue how much is world is about to change…
I told my husband the other day that I’m feeling this intense need to sew in every spare moment I have, because who knows what I’ll be able to do once baby is born. But even that takes lot of energy some days.
Of course, time will tell if baby arrives in a week or in four. And my big-baby-bearing-self is hoping for one…
I can’t remember ever being so sick in my life. I’ve had a horrible flu for four days now, and I’ve spent most of it in bed.
And even in the midst of feeling so, so, so miserable, I can’t help but feel grateful.
Grateful that my babies are here with me and healthy.
Grateful that my husband has the kind of job that he can take two days off to take care of the boys.
Grateful that I have a warm house and a bed to sleep in.
Grateful that this babe, tucked inside, kicks and pokes to remind me of his presence.
Grateful for a full fridge, full bellies, and enormously full hearts.
Grateful that I can’t remember ever being so sick in my life.
There is so much suffering, so much sadness… here in the US and all over the world. Today I cling to the Truth:
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.
Daylight Savings Time used to be so much fun. Remember the pre-kid days, when you could actually use that extra hour for… sleep? I have been off my game all week. And I’m blaming Daylight Savings. The kids have been off their sleeping schedules [which means I am too]. It’s been rainy, so I’ve been even sleepier. My sewing machine has been fairly quiet this week as a result.
With this being my fourth pregnancy, I’ve learned to listen to my body more. With babies one and two especially, I tried to do things at my regular pace. Pregnancy wasn’t going to slow me down! [until the last month when it obviously does slow you down because well, you're ginormous and if you don't slow down, you'll probably topple over]
But these days, I’m taking more breaks. I’m learning to be okay with a mess[ier] house. The dirty dishes may pile up more than usual, and I truly can’t remember the last time I mopped the floor. But my body and my baby are thanking me for it. So forgive the occasional slowness around here.
I’ve been working on a few things that won’t be shared with you for awhile, but hopefully I’ll have something ready to share with you by the end of the week. Or Monday. Depending on how this post-Daylight Savings Time fog goes. And how many naps win out over sewing.
In the meantime, make sure you check out this awesome series over at Me Sew Crazy.
Jessica has put together an amazing line up of bloggers who have teamed up with their KIDS to design some amazing pieces of clothing. The series is just getting started, and I’m really loving it so far. Make sure to pop over and check it out!
Anybody else in the Daylight Savings fog? We can muddle through together. :)
I have a tendency to look ahead. To make plans, playdates, lists, schedules, routines. When I’m doing one thing, I’m often thinking about what I need to do next.
This is the way of motherhood, to some extent. As we’re dressing the kids, we’re planning the day in our heads. As we are doing the dishes, we’re thinking about lunch. And all of this is necessary.
But sometimes, I forget to just live in the moment. To treasure these little people God has entrusted to me.
To sit and watch them play, listening to their conversations and laughter.
Instead of worrying about the dishes that are piling up in the sink, sometimes I just need to stop and BE.
So today, amidst my lists and chores [and some boys who aren't feeling 100%], I’m taking time to treasure these ones. And I’m remembering how they really aren’t little for that long.