4th and Goal

I think I can finally say that we are there as far as this pregnancy is concerned.  It's only 8 days now until D-Day.  I am so very ready to get things under way and to move on to the next chapter, whatever that chapter may be.  I'm ready to not be pregnant anymore.  I counted it up and I've been pregnant for 19 of the last 30 months.  I didn't realize how much time I've spent "with child".  I am thankful to be able to have babies, and thankful that the Lord has blessed me in this way.

As we inch toward the "goal"(do you like my football references?), I am wondering how the next 8 days are going to go?  I feel like we have a lot to get done, so that makes me think they will fly by.  I have a massage, facial, and pedicure appointment tomorrow.  Chad has CARE Saturday morning, and I have a wedding I supposed to go to Saturday afternoon(still trying to talk myself into it).  Sunday is a very full church day with all the normal activities, and then some.  Monday is work again.  Tuesday is another(and hopefully final) OB appointment and pre-op, and then back to work(and our 8th anniversary).  Wednesday is my last day at work, and as per usual on Wednesday it's a half day(YAY!!).  Thursday, Chad and I are hoping/planning to celebrate our anniversary, and get the house really clean.  Then Friday will be the big day.  Sometime during all of this I need to pack our bags for the hospital stay, pack Clayton's bags for everywhere that he's going, figure out what to do with Emma, spend some precious time with my Lord, and keep up with laundry(that's a laugh I never ever stay caught up with that).  With all of that going on I'm hoping the week flies by, but I find myself wondering if it will creep by.

In the last few days I have found myself thinking and saying that we can plan for absolutely everything proceeding the c-section.  After that there is no plan.  There's no plan of a plan.  We can't even make a plan.  Nobody knows, definitively, what will happen. I am an over planner, so this has been very hard for me.  I really did think I was past needing to plan every little piece of my life.  I guess "He's still working on me". 

That's enough random musings from me.  I have an OB appointment in a few.  The usual late preggy stuff, and more discussing with Dr. H.  My Dad blogs, and I think he encompassed everything much better that I could have today.  Check him out.  fatbaptist.com

Thanks for letting me ramble.  I'm outie!!