Here I sit 34 weeks pregnant.
As my mind begins to fill itself with thoughts of labor and a mental countdown until delivery, part of me wants time to stop.
I don’t want to spend my last weeks of pregnancy wishing the days away. I know from experience that this special (and challenging) time will pass all too quickly. I know that once my baby is here I will be filled with joy, but also a bit of sadness.
Sadness because I will no longer be able to feel her every move. I will no longer be able to carry her around everywhere I go safe and secure. She will be separate from me and become independent all too quickly.
Then I look at Walker and realize he is never going to be this little ever again. I only have a few precious weeks left with so much one on one time. He’s growing and changing too quickly and I want to cherish every minute that I can.
However, time marches on.
Walker will continue to grow and our new little one will soon be welcomed into this world. But for now, it is my prayer that I would slow down and appreciate the stage that I am in right now.
“For everything there is a season,
and a time for every matter under heaven..”