Dirty Laundry

OK - well, I said Monday was going to be a confessional day in honor of my "laundry day" at home OR a post about current issues up for debate.

I am not in a feisty mood, so the debate topic will have to wait for next week.

I will, however, confess that I am hitting the halfway mark of this pregnancy this week and I am starting to feel it a little! I am SO thankful to see the sunshine, hear the mowers in the neighborhood and plant my favorite annuals. However, I must say that I am NOT anxious to see the temperatures climb quickly. I am hoping for a true "spring" this year and a mild May/June. Last summer it was simply too hot and uncomfortable and the thought of being 7+ months pregnant in 95+ degree heat with intolerable humidity is not appealing to me.

I am feeling a tad bit overwhelmed by the projects that need to be completed to move the older two boys to another room, revamp our playroom, repaint their old room, get baby furniture situated, wash baby clothes, purchase an infant carseat/stroller, get all three boys adjusted to the idea of a new baby, enjoy the summer with them, prepare for school to start and then have a newborn! I do not mean to sound like I am not excited about this baby - I TOTALLY AM! But I have been around this block a few times and I know that it also brings another level of work and exhaustion!

I am 8 years older than I was when I had my first child and have a few more "commitments" to still honor, including my three older children. That adds a tad bit of stress to my life. As with everything in my life, I know that I CAN do it and WILL do it, with God's help and provision. I know that my husband will be a great help to me as well as my family and friends. BUT, I also know I am not very good at asking for help and HATE passing on something I view as a responsibility or commitment of mine. You all can be praying for me NOW!!!

Many have asked me if we are going to find out the gender of this baby on Wednesday at our checkup. Right now, the answer is NO. I may change my mind sitting in the chair on Wednesday (and that is the pregnant lady's perogative, right?), but for now, I am sticking with being surprised. That decision may bring on its own set of stress, but I did it with the first two and survived :)

Thanks for letting me vent a bit and I covet your prayers!