I've been waiting
waiting for Eli to decide to make his appearance.
My due date was Friday July 15th and still no baby.
I'm going in bright and early tomorrow to be induced and I'm hopeful that it will go well - I've been induced before and it was a really good experience. I like the calm, being able to plan, not rushing, not stressing.
In the meantime I've been reading one thousand blessings and it's been perfect. I've been enjoying it tremendously. It's one of those books you want to rush out and buy for your mom and your sister and your best friend at Bible study. Sometimes I find her writing style obnoxious but the theme of the book is simply beautiful and the theme of gratitude no matter what is going on in life is quite timely.
One thing that I've really been impressed with in this the idea of asking myself what is blessing? So many things I might name "curse" is actually blessing - like a tree falling on my home. Everything turned out really well and I called it "blessing" but what if we were still trying to pick up the pieces? What if everything hadn't worked out so quickly and well? Would I still call it blessing? What about being overdue and being induced? I'd wanted him to come naturally - and before his due date. He didn't. Will I call it blessing too? So many things in my life that I haven't liked as it came in have proved to be blessings as I look back. It makes me think...
So anyway - I'm sure I'll be posting photos here as soon as I can and I'll be updating my status on Twitter if you'd like to follow me there. I appreciate your prayers and all of your comments, tweets and emails to let me know that you're thinking of me - y'all re the best!