Its been a while since I’ve posted; which I find strange. I’m usually brimming with ideas or things I want to share, but now I’ve entered this place of…waiting, waiting, waiting. Instead of trying to come up with some clever topic I just going to keep it honest. I’m due in six days (wow six days!) and my body has been giving me signs (mucous plug & bloody show kind of signs) that it’s preparing for labor, and baby is still breech.
I recently shared the many possibilities and variables awaiting me. I’ve gained perspective over the last few days, realizing that my situation could be MUCH worse. I’m sure that there are women that would love to be in my position where there biggest concern is simply where their baby will be born…but there’s still something in me that wants what I want; a simple home birth away from the dreaded hospital. I posted about DH and I choosing home birth and the possibility of needing the hospital, but I never thought I’d actually NEED to go to the hospital!
This scripture came to my mind today…
6 In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct[a] your paths
I honestly feel that DH and I have acknowledged God in all of our ways. I have found a comfort in knowing that even if we end up at the hospital God is with us and if He’s there then what more can I ask?
31 What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?
So here I am 39 weeks pregnant, praying daily that God will intervene for us…having faith that He is already working in our favor, counting down the days until I will meet my son. <3