To be honest, I have NO clue what I’ve posted here lately, but I know in person I’ve been giving out incorrect information. Somehow, I came to thinking that I was 24 weeks, instead of the 23 weeks that I am - oops!! Sorry to any of you that have been misled, it wasn’t intentional.
The past week has been tremendously stressful. It was funny, at church today someone asked how I was feeling, to which I gave a halfway ‘eehhh’ to. Her first question was relating to the pregnancy making me feel bad. Nope, that’s actually going SO great!
I tell you, this baby has me stumped. At times, it seems so much like a girl - since it’s such an easy pregnancy now, but I seem to be shaping up to look like a boy.
But what about stress and pregnancy. For one thing, you are much more likely to break out in tears very quickly!
I’ve found for me, I’m actually easier to deal with when pregnant, at least with my husband.
This go round, I’ve definitely been a no nonsense type personality. I can’t put up with anything that isn’t necessary, anything negative - comments or pity parties, laziness, etc…. - if I have to deal with as much as I do WITH 3 children and being pregnant, others can at least do the same!
On a positive side of this new attitude (which I’m trying to keep as graceful as possible), I’m eliminating so many things that simply burden or drag us down. For one, I’ve pulled out so… much stuff that we’ve accumulated with 3 children. And still have intentions of cleaning out more. Mainly out of necessity, for when our house sells, we’re more than likely buying a trailer that’s SMALLER than our house.
This has been good, but then I look ahead two weeks. Yep, Christmas…. A great and wonderful time to celebrate our Saviour and God’s gift of love to us. This year, we’re taking a drastic change to our gift giving. Our children are getting one large gift together, and only a few things separately.
We’re really trying to teach them that it’s not about getting lots and lots of toys, but it’s about remembering God loving and giving to us, and how can we give His love to others.
This is something I actually feel relieved about, giving them less gifts, but am already stressing about all the ’stuff’ they’ll receive from others. Why? For one, we don’t need it!
And two, we don’t have room! Then there’s having to take the time and trouble to return things (yeah, don’t kids love getting something to have to take it back…). At least mine are still young enough that I can convince them that they can get something else.
Am I bad?? It just makes sense to me to pick a few select things that they can ‘collect’, and build up those items. Things such as Legos, Tinkertoys, Trains, Lincoln Logs…. Yep, my pregnant ‘no nonsense’ brain is really struggling with upcoming gift season. Is it wrong to be asked what would be a good gift, what we need, or what the kids would like? This would save so much work and stress on us!
It’s unreal how much energy it takes to keep up with ’stuff’, anyone know what I mean? I love one approach my cousin took with her daughters - for people that WANTED to do something for their girls, they asked that they simply give them money for their piggy banks. They would love feeding their pigs, and one day, love having some extra cash saved up!
I know people are well intentioned, and want to give things because they love them - so don’t get me wrong.
But with a 4th little one on the way, we just don’t have room or time to constantly be picking up a zillion things over the house. Know what I mean?
And then there’s the land we bought this week - yea!! For the most part, the work on my end is done. It’s unreal the hours I’ve had to spend on the phone working out water, septic tank, permits, address, excavators, etc….
Hubby doesn’t like the phone AT ALL, so I’ve taken on these responsiblities - falling apart completely Monday night after we closed. A good night’s rest helped matters, plus hubby coming forward with a sweet e-card and flowers that next night.
There’s so much to be done, and just not enough hours in the day! I try not to pay attention to the little ticker, which tells my due date - because there’s REALLY not enough time to get everything done before this little one gets here and I have to completely stop life for a few weeks.
Is it any wonder that come weekends I sleep in late, and I mean past 7:30 - ha! On one hand, I finally feel a little like the Proverbs 31 women, who stays up late and is up early - my work is never done. I’ve felt in years past that I was somewhat lazy, especially in the area of loving my sleep. I can now say that I don’t feel that way.
Sure, I love to sleep in on either a Saturday or Sunday morning ( to at least 8:30), and hubby lets me do that - trying to keep the little ones quiet - but it’s not my life now.
Check back in a few more weeks, and we’ll see if I have the same thoughts.
Because at some point, it hits, and I’m down for days.
Just for my personal baby notes, here’s what we’re currently doing:
Selling our home
Just bought new land this past week
Preparing for Christmas (Dad’s gift is just NOT going to have the time to get finished… really sad about that one)
Sonbeams ABC Bible verse CD is in it’s final stages of producing - yea!! Plus, still working on typing up the preschool curriculum guides - staying ahead of the members.
Heaven In Our Homes blog, and trying to post once or twice a week there. This website still doesn’t have the links corrected, I just haven’t had time to fix these!
Still trying to decide which contractor to use to clear land, install water and septic system, and fix driveway.
Have sugar glucose test this Friday - ughh… I’ve never had a dr. want it this early (24 weeks). I was borderline last time and had to do the 3 hour one. I’m curious to know if it really helps if you fast for the one hour or not?? Anyone know?
Do laundry, fix meals, clean house, no grocery shopping - since we live a few days at a time on what hubby picks up on his way home.
Not to mention dealing with dr. bills almost $850 because they coded a way the insurance company won’t pay for.
Top it off with children deciding to push their limits lately, some extended family issues, and so on - yep, stress + pregnancy = exhaustion. More so mentally most of the time, and then I crash physically.
I am so grateful for my husband though, he’s been such a comfort to me - someone that will listen and comfort, support and encourage. And today at church, I once again was reminded that GOD is all that matters.
All of these tiny little things that the enemy tries to burden me with, and pull me down - these are just energy zappers. I can’t do anything about them, I can’t change others and how they are affecting us - the only thing I can do is handle my own self.
I only have to be faithful to the Lord, love others, and trust Him - that’s all He wants me to do. Money for bills, well, He possesses all that anyway. Trying to ‘make people happy and like us’, well, only God can change hearts - nothing I try to fix will fix, only He can do that.
I was so convicted of all this at church today. Not one thing that has tried to eat me up with week will matter in a year, in 5 years, or most importantly - in eternity.
When you look at things in that perspective, the Lord just takes the stress right away. Which is a good thing for a pregnant woman!
“Little Mommy”