I feel so bad about whining so much. My braxton hicks get stronger and stronger as time passes and I can only assume that my body is going to be MORE than ready to go when it's time. I really do mean to be pleasant and lovely like a princess but I feel like I am being a spoiled rotten princess just whining and complaining about the wait for something that I already have, not unlike a child wanting to open a birthday or Christmas present beforehand.
Well, here is the thing. This goes against my faith, my belief structure and while it goes with the undercurrent of flesh that I am battling, it goes against the very core of who I am in Christ The words of Paul tell us to allow the Spirit overcome the flesh and what I am feeling is Romans 7:15 For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.
So, pray for me. I don't want to beat myself up over being whiny and I don't want to allow the enemy to creep in. This is an AMAZING time in my life and the last time I will have a whole person living in my tummy....I should by all rights, be enjoying it and not overlooking the blessing of carrying a child.
(but also pray that she comes like today, tonight or early this week because Austin is away next weekend from Friday to Sunday afternoon and I just asked him if he'd be sad if she came while he was away. He said yes, then (this is the funny part) I said, "oh good, I was just making sure we were on the same page." Then we laughed....
