- Far along: 39 weeks
- Size of the bean: weight of a mini watermelon
- Symptoms: Braxton Hicks (more of them), exhaustion; not a symptom, but this boy MOVES!
- Cravings: nothing specific
- Aversions: none
- Sleep: I sleep, but don’t really rest well
- Maternity clothes: all tops, most bottoms
- Weight gained: 27 per the doc’s scale
- Best moment of the week: Divine Design (see below)
- Gender: boy
- Looking forward to: kissing his sweet cheeks!
Folks, we are down to the wire!!! Holy moly. So many things this week.
I’m tired…exhausted, actually. I cry just about every day simply because I don’t think I can go on. Apparently, it’s hard work growing a baby. I think my body is ready to quit. I know it won’t but that’s how I feel sometimes. I really can’t complain and am so very blessed to have had an uncomplicated pregnancy. So I won’t anymore. I have to remember that this will soon be a memory and to savor each and every little movement he makes while inside of me. I know I’ll miss that!
A highlight of the week: Divine Design. This is a women’s Bible study I’ve half-attended this semester with a friend from work. Most of us are around my age and have kids in the 5-and-under range or are expectant moms. The first part of the morning is spent doing domestic things (e.g. menu planning, pickling cucumbers, folding fitted sheets) and the rest is spent in study and prayer. Due to work schedules and doctor’s appointments, I’ve only made it to about half of the meetings. This week was the last one before Christmas break and it was so fun. We had a brunch, learned to make Christmas (or any other occasion) bows and reflected on the semester with praises of answered prayer. At the end, they pulled me and two other expectant mothers into the center of the room and prayed over us. It was such a meaningful experience and of course, many tears were shed. The prayers lifted were some that have been on my heart the last few weeks and I knew it was God ordained. To top it off, I wasn’t even supposed to be there. Our census at work has dropped again and I was put on call. So I truly believe God wanted me to be there and I’m glad I was able to go!
Coming up this week: an anniversary and my last day of work!
39 weeks and a Christmas tree! :)
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