It's weird to see June 16th on the calendar. This is the day we've been counting down to for the last 9 months and it's almost surreal that it's here. And, while we totally expected it, it's crazy that I'm STILL pregnant.
We got an email from babycenter today asking "are you still pregnant?". Why yes, I am. Thanks for pointing it out, ha!
It's also crazy to think that, no matter what, in 2 weeks max our baby will be here, because there's no way my doctor will let us go past 42 weeks. Hopefully though, we won't get that far!
I'm so looking forward to the time when Landon calls me from work and I can say "why yes, I have been having contractions all day!" instead of "nope, nothing to report here really...".
At church on Sunday one of the guys in our class was telling us that it seems like I've been pregnant forever. As soon as he said that, I began thinking about how it really does. In some ways, it's hard to even remember what it was like not being pregnant. I guess 9 months is a long time, but I've honestly loved (and am still loving) being pregnant.
I'm working on doing a scrapbook of my half Ironman and Landon's Ironman from last month, which I've been wanting to do forever, so that's been fun. It almost seems unfathomable that my stomach will ever be that flat again, ha! I almost don't recognize myself in some of those pictures.
Since some of our awesome friends came and deep cleaned our house on Monday, it makes me want to not do anything so that it stays super clean for Aedan to come home to--I don't want to cook, shower, do laundry, let the dogs in the house...but, of course, I do. I'm just trying really hard to not mess anything up. :)
Last night my mom brought my grandfather over to our house for dinner and to hang out. I was going to go over there but it makes us a little nervous being kinda far away from our house (though it shouldn't because it doesn't seem like my body is going to go into labor any time soon...). So, they loaded up and came to our house, which we were so thankful for. It was so good to see Pop and I'm so glad he's here in Houston with us now. It was weird and sad though to see him and hang out with him without Mere. It was the first time I've seen him since she passed away. And, he's about to sell his house in New Orleans, which is a good thing and what he wants, but that's so sad to me too. We have so many good memories from there, it's crazy to think that it won't be his anymore.
I'm jealous of the three people I know whose babies actually came on their due date. That sounds so fun right about now. Even though we still feel like we have no idea what we're doing in many senses, we're as ready as we're gonna be and so ready to meet our son.
Our sweet friends, Wade and Wendi, get to meet their little Jake on Monday! I can't wait to see his sweet little face!
At our last doctor's appointment, my doctor said that the next time I come in (on Monday) we'll see how things are looking and set an induction date in case he doesn't come in time. I REALLY don't want to be induced, so I'm praying so hard that he comes before then, on his own! I don't want to do anything that would be dangerous for Aedan, but I also want him to be able to come naturally, when my body's ready.
As I was walking on the treadmill yesterday at the gym I was reading some at the end of Isaiah. At one point, He's telling his people the things that they will be judged for and one of them was "pursuing their own imaginations". I reread that a couple of times and had a little mini "aha" moment. On Tuesday of this week, after my doctor started talking about inductions, I was worried and stressed all day about how things would turn and out and when Aedan would come and I totally spent the day pursuing my own imagination, letting my mind wander to all of the things that could go wrong and end up not how we wanted etc. I did this all day instead of praying, instead of asking God for faith, instead of trusting Him and knowing He's in control of everything and His plans are good. And as I was walking yesterday I had to pray and ask God to forgive me for that. And that's what I've been working on since then--not pursuing my own imagination, but rather trusting that God knows Aedan better than we could ever dream of and has him in His hands. I love how you can have read something in the Bible fifty times and never noticed it and then read it again and something hits you out of nowhere like that. So cool.
We're going out with some friends tonight to eat some Mexican food--maybe the walking I'm about to do and the spicy food will convince him to come out today! If not, we'll continue waiting and enjoying these last few days as just us--these last few says of the single life, as Landon's co-worker calls it. :)
Oh, I remember what it feels like to be 9 months pregnant in this summer heat. Not fun! Praying for a perfect arrival date and delivery for sweet Aedan. Walking and Mexican food is what worked for my babies! Hang in there...he'll be so worth the wait!
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