All in God’s time…

Well, we’re still waiting on this next baby to be born. I have obsessed for weeks about the delivery of this little girl, knowing that God has perfect timing. It’s hard to have faith and be patient when you feel like a beached whale, though.

All of the other babies were born early, and I still hope that this one will be, but I have to stop letting every other thought be about getting to the hospital. I imagine every scenario under the sun. I am terrified of being in public when I go into labor, or that Brian will be at work and I won’t be able to contact anyone to stay with the other children or to go to the hospital with me. I imagine myself loading up the three boys and heading to the hospital, not a fun thought. When these thoughts creep in, I have to remind myself that God will provide and that it will all happen in His time.