Forty weeks come and gone! I worked all the way through my nine months of pregnancy, though I did take half days the last week. I am now officially on Maternity Leave and officially carrying a full 40-week old infant. We will take one last tank top shot tonight to add to my collection, but pretty soon all the pictures should be of Anna/Aaron (and aren't we anxious to find out which it is?)!
I spent a lot of time last night thanking God for the blessed, EASY pregnancy I had. I sloughed off on my thankfulness during the two months that Little One lived under my bruised ribs and I know I shouldn't have. When I thought last night about all the things that
didn't happen, I was humbled. No morning sickness, heartburn, indigestion, stretch marks or popped out belly button. No
pre-term baby, no bed rest, no rushes to the hospital or frantic calls to the doctor. We really made it through this whole time without having worry about
anything. I know that is such an amazing blessing from God. I didn't even have back pain or leg cramps enough to speak of and I never craved anything except fruit. Jory and I were just talking the other night about how he escaped middle of the night runs for ice cream!
After I spent a lot of time glorifying God's name and thanking him for these blessings, I boldly prayed that His goodness would see me through a labor and delivery as uneventful as my pregnancy. I prayed fervently that God will bring Little One before induction is scheduled and that interventions will not be necessary. I prayed for health for Little One and for myself. And I believe that the Lord will provide. I know that He is able to do exceedingly above anything I could hope or ask and that with Him all things are possible.
We will keep you posted on our status. As of now, Jory's working normally and I'm at home resting. There's no sign that anything is happening, but I feel good and everything is well with us. We are definitely getting anxious to meet Little One, but we know that we have, at most, a little over a week.