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I don't really know what to call today's post. Maybe I'll come up with something by the end.

I guess "the waiting game--part II" would be a good name. Tomorrow we'll be 38 weeks, and still no sign of my little guy. I think he may be enjoying his time in there pretty well though, because he's been throwing little dance parties all day today. Maybe it's a farewell party or something. 

Not that I want to have him yet. I've still got lots of items on my to-do list, like baking about 5 recipes to fill up the freezer and use up my baking stock, hanging all the shelves in our home, and unpacking loads of photos and knick-knacks. Not to mention swimming, relaxing, spending some quality time with my hubby and my boys, and praying a whole lot for our growing family. It seems like these are the items that keep getting shoved lower and lower down my list. 

My husband and I both discussed last week about how the weekend we would take it easy, spend time relaxing and working on our hobbies, and not worry about all the stuff that needed doing. Suffice it to say, that didn't happen. We both spent most of the weekend assembling IKEA furniture, doing laundry and dishes, hanging a few key items, cleaning baby strollers and seats, delivering cardboard boxes to our apartment dumpster, shopping for hardware odds and ends, bathing and getting his hair cut, troubleshooting camera issues and taking photos, and listening to our little people bicker over toys. 

We didn't go swimming all day yesterday like we had planned, we didn't get to spend time cuddling on the couch while the boys were napping, we didn't get to pray together and do our weekly accountability, and we didn't play outside for more than a few moments while we cleaned up the garage a bit.

I know the little things do need to get done, and they will nag at both of us until they are finished, but I went to bed last night so sad and depressed. Little L'aig was upset about something trivial right before bedtime, and was crying pretty hard, so I hugged him and cried with him for a while before putting him under covers. This is hard for all of us, and I know they can sense how stressed we are right now, and it has to be affecting them too. 

I wish we could have had the relaxing weekend we hoped for, because now my hubby is going back to a very stressful work environment for the next few weeks until they can get more people hired, and he needs the break when he comes home. I tried for the first couple of nights last week to ask nothing of him when he came home, but he was feeling pretty good and did a few things of his own initiation, so I asked him for a thing or two the third night, and then by the weekend, we were going full steam ahead. 

My prayer for the week will be that God will let us have the rest we need, and allow us to wait to add to our family until we've had that break, whether it be next weekend, or a few nights of ease this week, or two weeks from now! I would hate to bring a new baby into this stressed-out, strained relationship until it's had a little time to mend, for all our sakes. God's timing is perfect, but He also gives us the desires of our hearts.

On a lighter note, we were able to get a couple of good shots in our photo shoot this evening. I was hoping to have more of a "maternity" photo shoot, with the boys kissing my belly and other cute poses, but we also didn't have a single shot of our new home, so we started out there. The cat was not into it, but we got her to sit still for a moment before she tried to claw her way out of my arms and back inside.

The whole family on the stoop of our new home!!

I hope I'm able to post again before Blessing joins us, but if not, take care and God bless.

Today's encouraging verse: "But do not forget this, my friends: with the LORD a day is like a thousand years and a thousand years are like a day. The LORD is not slow in keeping His promise as some understand slowness; He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." 2 Peter 3:8-9