I’m 38 weeks pregnant now which means I’m officially full term and officially losing my mind. I have less than two weeks until my due date but my little boy doesn’t seem to be packing his bags quite yet! I’ve loved my pregnancy, but I know I’m going to love my son even more.
Now that I’m in my last few weeks, it seems like ANYTHING my body does could be a sign that labor is coming. This leads to a lot of built up anticipation and a lot of disappointment when I wake up every morning not in labor. I wish I was one of those women who could sleep nonstop, but in reality I lay awake for hours every night thinking about my baby.
I know he’ll come when he’s ready and I know God will bring him in His timing. All I can do at this point is pray for peace and strength while I wait.
I love you more and more each day, Wyatt Daniel, and I can’t wait to hold you in my arms.