So - I was told for months and months how crazy I would be as a new mom. Luckily, I knew ahead of time to be praying for it, and I think I have side-stepped a lot of it. I don't really mind leaving Bree with people (that I trust of course), I don't mind letting people hold her (same thing, that I trust), we took her out from day one, and I let Brent do as much as he wants with her.
The one thing I am struggling with is the wisdom to know when to move her into the nursery. When we originally picked the upstairs bedroom for her nursery, I thought no problem! Now that she's here it feels like it is 100 miles away. I bought a video monitor, and even that doesn't ease my anxiety.
You'd think I'd be fine with it. After all, I prayed over her room. I pray over her for protection. I pray for safety. I think she's covered ... but it still makes my stomach turn thinking about it.
My goal is to have her upstairs when we get home from Indy -- which is in a couple of weeks. I think if God blesses me with peace about it, that will be a likely reality.
So keep that in your prayers for me.
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