People are often surprised that I say I'm feeling good. I know it's difficult to believe because the stereotype is mostly misery and discomfort in the last few weeks of pregnancy. But - I honestly feel great. Especially when I get to eat desserts.
I'm not saying I am this super woman or anything. I think the fact that I haven't had any problems is directly related to how great I feel (that and a great husband who has been very encouraging throughout the past 10 months). I didn't struggle with blood pressure, nausea, or weird pregnancy-related problems. It makes it hard to complain.
I think more than anything, I'm nervous about labor ... and parenthood. I think those two things have been a distraction to the actual discomforts of pregnancy. I just keep praying that God will equip me efficiently for the things that are coming. I know He will, but I ask repeatedly - just in case.
I rest in God's words to Jeremiah in chapter 29, verses 11-14: "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the LORD.
I will be found by you. How reassuring that is.
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