Realizing I was lying to myself.
The last few weeks have been the interminable waiting stage of my pregnancy. It is almost a stereotypical response for a pregnant woman to be so eager to be desperate to "get this kid out!" I've been saying for several weeks that I didn't care if my husband was here or not, I just wanted to have this baby....NOW.
Today, I found out that he is definetely on his way home from Iraq and will be here this weekend. Suddenly I was hit with an epiphany. I do want him here for the birth of his daughter. I realized that I have been trying to cover for my fears that he would not make it home in time. If I had the baby early and then found out he wasn't coming home, I could shrug and say, "Well, he wouldn't have made it anyway." I had been lying to myself this entire time.
I think that I have been filled with a lot of anxiety due to the anticipation. Will he be here in time? Will I end up being late and have the baby after he leaves? Will I be able to cope with two kids alone? That first 6 weeks with Connor was hard enough to deal with and I had Matt's help and support when he could be there (He was working 18 hour days...at night) All of this was summed up in my almost panicked desired to just "hurry up and get it done".
I know that "God never gives us anything that we can't handle". I just have to remember Matt's words of wisdom. He told me that I should trust in God and trust in myself too. If God trusts me, I shouldn't have any reason to doubt myself. And that has been true up till now. I have dealt with a whole lot on my own, so why should this be any different? Plus I have the reasurance that I will see my husband again very soon and I won't have to do it all alone.....at least for 2 weeks.