I hate being bored. So . . . God blessed us with children. We spent the night in the hospital the other night, because this latest child thought, maybe, she would make an early appearance. The nurses gave me medicine that changed her mind. Thank you God for modern technology. It would be 6 to 8 weeks too early - we're just shy of 32 weeks into the 40. I guess I will have to settle down - you know, quit training for that marathon, no more weight lifting, running stairs, etc. And to think that I was feeling slow and lazy. Hmmm. Now for the challenge of stillness. Giving directions rather than doing jobs. The kids are great - given a need, they step up proudly and lend a hand. It's a whole different attitude than regular assigned chores. My attitude is different too. No more griping about being uncomfortable, about the 8 long weeks to go. Now a thankfulness that for those 8 long weeks, the baby is cooking inside where it is safe, not in the NICU. Thank You, Lord!
Please pray with us that we will not have any more "episodes" as the Doc called it, and in thanks for medical intervention.
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