No, no Bennett, so if that is all you wanted to know then you don’t have to keep reading.
***these pictures are from Chloe’s birth, but I find them soothing to look at***
Yesterday, I had a little breakdown on Ryan, which usually for me, signifies a change in tide in my brain and heart. A good cry is cathartic like that. We prayed together and I took a deep breath and decided it was time I let go.
Part of me has felt like a science experiment for over two weeks now. With all these “signs” happening by 37 weeks it opened the door of my heart to anticipate an early arrival of Bennett. With each passing night of contractions or all the other crazy things my body was going through I would get giddy with anticipation. Completely normal, I feel no shame in that. However, I never dreamed it would drag out this long. With each phone call, IM, email, or friend that stopped by “checking in” I found myself growing more and more resentful at my body and the Lord for not getting Bennett on this side of the world. It is so hard when you have no control and you look down at this massive belly 24 hours a day just waiting, tick, tick, tick, waiting, tick, tick, tick…. I had many cute answers when people asked how I was doing or “He is still in there?” YUPPERS! But the knife would only twist more in my heart. Why won’t God get him out? What was the deal with our false alarm at the hospital on Sunday morning?
Chloe is sick, very sick with allergies. She is sleeping horribly and just looks like a swollen, pathetic, boogery mess. Just when I thought the hammer of uncomfortableness couldn’t drop any harder for me, my allergies decided to join the party two days ago. Last night I didn’t sleep one minute. My throat is so swollen up into my ears I can hardly talk, let alone swallow without excruciating pain waking me up every minute. I would love a video of my face trying to swallow. You know where you try to barely move your mouth so you make these horrible grimaces to eek that little bit of spit, food or drink down. Sexy. I have tried spitting in the sink rather than swallow, but even that is too painful. Medications are so limited during pregnancy so you pretty much have to solider up and pray Extra Strength Tylenol indeed is extra strength! I do feel miserable in all senses of the word, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
Thank goodness for a God who cares. One who listens and assures me that HE knows exactly what he is doing. It isn’t that Bennett is stubborn or too laid back to come out (there is a negative and positive spin to everything). God tells us in Job that a man can not add or subract a day to his life, it has been pre-ordained by God. God has written Bennett’s story and Chapter one is not ready to be read yet. So sex, raspberry tea, primrose oil, caster oil, walking till my feet fall off, or all the other remedies to jump start labor will only fall coincidently with the timing God already chosen. I don’t have to manufacture a labor or trick God or beg and plead. I simply need to be in the moment that is before me. I have been given several extra weeks with Chloe and Ryan that have been SO FUN! I went to the movies last night. Ryan and I have not been to a movie in months and months and months. Coincidently, we watched Juno and her due date was May 4th like mine…WEIRD!
Anyway, so I am home by myself right now, Chloe is on a play date and my mom is babysitting my brothers kids and I had the choice to watch TV or spend some time praying and meditating on God’s word. I was a good girl and chose the later. I have this awesome Celtic Prayer Book that I LOVE LOVE LOVE. It isn’t everyone’s speed, but it totally connects to my heart and how I talk to God. There was a prayer that brought the peace I have been needing and seeking.
Enjoy!
Calm me, O Lord as you stilled the storm
Still me, O Lord keep me from harm
Let all the tumult within me cease.
Enfold me, Lord in Your peaceFather bless the work that is done and the work that is to be done (Labor and Delivery!)
Thou Lord and God of power, shield and sustain me this night.
I will lie down this night with God, and God will lie down with me. I will lie down this night with Christ and Christ will lie down with me, I will lie down this night with the Holy Spirit and the Spirit will lie down with me.
The peace of God be over me to shelter me
-under me to uphold me
-about me to protect me
-behind me to direct me
-ever with me to save meThe peace of all peace be mine this night in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen”
Is this not something to rejoice about?













































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