There are 14 days until my due date. Tick. Tick. Tock.
The prospect of going into labor is always a little scary, but I’m trusting in God’s strength and in my body’s ability to do the work ahead. We’ll be delivering at the local birth center, a place that brings me great peace.
In other news, I won a contest yesterday. The prize? A labor & delivery shoot with a local photographer. I was initially elated…but then shy. I’m pretty sure I’m going to turn down the prize. Tim said, “Are you sure you want someone to have photos of you naked forever?” And I was all, ” Um. No.” So that pretty much settles things.
People keep asking if we are “ready” and if there is anything we “need.” Well, we’re certainly ready to greet our little girl (and, as for me, I am more-than-ready to not be pregnant anymore). I have a bag packed, but we have yet to buy newborn diapers. I have an itty bitty wish list on Pinterest too. But, we mostly yearn for your prayers and maybe a hot meal or a loaf of bread afterward?
We don’t have a name yet. Tim & I are notorious for waiting until the last second to pick one. With Kayla, we decided on the drive to the hospital. With Liv, we decided in the tub, about 30 minutes before she arrived. Our list currently includes 8 names, but we’d love to hear your suggestions. Go.