Well, I am due to have a baby today, and so far nothing has happened except for a little nausea this morning that I haven't been able to shake. It's at the point where everyone that knows me asks me, "What are you doing here?" when I show up to anything, because they know I should be in the hospital. My husband tried leaning down and having a talk with my belly last night that went something like, "Baby, why don't you just come out already?" I hope I am not one of those women who goes two weeks past their due date. How do people live with that much anticipation?! I guess we will find out if Kalyn's little "talk" with our little guy sunk in at all if I go into labor today.
I guess it comes down to God's timing, not ours. It's one of those little tests of patience I am being given. I remember a time when I was asked to speak in church in my home ward on patience, and about a month or two later when I went back to school I was asked to speak in church on the same topic again in that ward too. I ad one of those moments where I had a talk with God saying, "I am sorry, Lord. I must be getting into some very impatient habits, and I will try to do better." I must be needing that humbling message again. I definitely am being reminded that the Lord's timing is not my own. Besides, what difference does it make if I have him today or in a week? That will give me more time to get the apartment cleaned up, and a few more days to spend quietly with my wonderful husband.
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