Matthew cannot wait. He is convinced that the baby should just come already. I, on the other hand, am not feeling quite as ambitious. Don't get me wrong or anything because I am certainly done with this whole pregnancy thing. I want to be able to tie my shoes without losing my breath, run, and have control of my bed time. I would also love having the little man in my arms; however, I am convinced that the earlier he comes, the more work it will be for me making sub-plans. So even though things are busy and exhausting while being pregnant, I am convinced it is easier to manage with him inside instead of out.
No, I am sorry, we still don't have a name. We originally put it off because we just didn't want to deal with the stress of making a choice and dealing with the repercussions (especially if we changed our minds partway through). Now, we simply just can't decide. It is kind of like being on a Merry-go-Round. I have several ideas that I keep rotating through, but I am just waiting for the ride to stop spinning so I can get off with just one selected. The ride still hasn't stopped spinning even though I am sure my fare has already been used up. Maybe I need to consider new options?
Deadlines are piling up, and there is eminent and drastic change looming in my immediate future. It is easy to feel a bit overwhelmed. Yet, it always leaves me in awe to consider the hand that the Lord plays in my life. There are rough patches where I choose to weather my storm alone, but they are surpassed in my memory by the times when I feel His guiding hand leading me along. I am so thankful that I can turn to that peace - that He knows my need and situation so perfectly.
