Today I once again came up against the reality of our current situation. The excitement, anticipation and joy bubbles over the whole thing have kept me blissfully in denial over the pain that I'm going to have to endure. Two of my dear friends reminded me tonite that this is gonna hurt...not just me, but them.
So far we have jumped over 8 hurdles in this journey, one more to go this weekend as we head down to candidate (that means we speak in the morning service and then host an event for youth/parents, etc. in the evening). We will also meet with the school that our kids will be going to. Yes, school! We have made the decision to put our children into the very small public school that is in town. It will be a big adjustment for all of us.
Then the labour pains will really begin. Sure we've had a little discomfort and irritation but nothing like what we'll experience once the full force of labour and delivery hit. I will need the Holy Spirit to give me an epidural to help ride the pain through. As I found out with my last baby, the epidural doesn't take away all the pain, but it helps to get through it (she's the first real epidural I've had - that worked anyway). That ring of fire will still burn! The pressure will still be huge! The recovery will take some time...and will it all be worth it?
I think YES! We will take a little bit of the fabric we've been part of here and stretch it all the way down there and join it together with the pieces that already exist to make a new and beautiful quilt. Should be good, but my heart will still get pierced, there's just no way around that.
BTW - I have a fabulous new haircut thanks to my wonderful hair wizard!! so I will look great this weekend!