Dang, I was reading back through some entries and it is amazing to me what already makes sense to me, just a few months ago I was feeling the need to call out for mercy, but what the heck did that mean?
Well, it seems to mean that instead of the two boys I would need a whole bunch of new stuff for I am getting a beautiful wonderful second baby girl. And the morning after the ultrasound as I was driving to work it suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t HAVE to buy anything for this baby. I will buy a few things so she can have some things all her own, and I am sure other people will as well. But I don’t have to plan or list or anything. I just have to take this kid home. So easy. So awesome. Getting very excited.
While my first trimester was a lot harder this time around mostly I am shocked by my neutral appetite. I am just not that hungry. And I still fit into my regular jeans. I doubt this is coincidental. The ones I bought BEFORE the Peanut even. I really need to find the time to post some belly pics to Facebook because I look much better this time around.
God providing. I am already halfway through summer school. Clearly someone was praying there would be enough kids because I needed about ten and I have 22. They definitely needed me. And there is some other “random” money coming in. Maternity leave is abundantly covered.
New School. Someone contacted me and through the wonders of Facebook we figured out we knew some mutual friends that I don’t know very well but I have a LOT of respect for their world view. I am very much at peace about what will happen next year.
Writing the book. I am doing it. It is still easier for me to not think about it and just do it. But I am doing it.
Mostly, I am amazed at the peace and grace God has given me when my default method of coping is clearly freaking out. Thanks God.