Well, it's 6 a.m. on a Sunday morning....technically, I could stay in bed for another 2 hours, but I've been tossing and turning most of the night and just really restless. So 2 more hours in the bed sounded somewhat torturous!
Nothing new to report. We're just a handful of days away from my due date. Although, I feel "too good" to really think that I'll be giving birth anytime soon. I don't think he's dropped at all, although for the past 3 or so weeks, I don't feel him lodging his feet in my ribs. But I don't have that "trying to hold a bowling bowl between my legs" feeling that some said I would have when he's dropped (sorry if that was too much information for any male readers or squeamish female readers). So, we wait. I plan on working full-time up until he arrives and every morning for the last week or so I get numerous "So, you're still here?! No baby yet?!" comments. What happened to, "Good morning Becca.....good to see you today."?
Today is to be our last Sunday at Rockford Baptist Church. I don't think it's quite hit us yet that we'll be done with our ministry there (especially since we'll still be living so close). It is sad to think that we won't be going there anymore. Although we know we'll still have contact with those that we've developed friendships with. It's just hard to leave a ministry when you feel like things aren't complete.....but in reality, there will always be more work to do.....
Hmmmm.....any other rambling thoughts in the dark hours of the morning??........
I don't think so.
