Change of Perspective

With this pregnancy, my biggest worry or concern was not about how hard labor would be... it was about how on earth I would manage with four kids. I felt really anxious thinking about how I would be able to care for Ivey and the boys after I come home.. the physical recovery, the exhaustion, the needy little newborn, and the rest of the crew. Well, my perspective has changed.

I am not as worried about how I will care for everyone or how I will survive life with four children. This bedrest and hospital stay has shown me that the reality is that I wouldn't survive without them. I need my job, I love my job, I have the best job in the world. Will it be hard? Harder than I can imagine. But, I wouldn't want any other job in the world.

I can't wait to get my new little family member home and put right in the mix. I can't wait to get back to teaching the boys, to playing the same song over and over again for Ivey on ITunes, and even washing all those cloth diapers. I am one lucky momma... now let's see how long it takes to get me back to work.

I'm going to be staying here at the hospital at least another night. Last night was pretty calm. They want to keep me until tomorrow and then see if I've had any changes. I think they will keep me until Saturday, which will be 35 weeks. I'm okay with that... it makes sense. If I make it that far, though, I hope they will let me go home. We shall see...