Waiting Days

I have been in the hospital since Thursday and will remain here until after the baby is born. I have been contracting off and on and haven’t made much progress (from 2 to 4 cm.), and since I can’t have any of those good drugs that speed up the process I am waiting. I do get to take some pain medicine, but I try not to take it. My blood pressure is up and down; when it is up they make me lay flat in the bed to one side or the other. When it’s down I can sit up in the bed; a few times Ryan has taken me for a ride in the wheel chair.

To pass the time I read, watch TV, play games, but my favorite thing is when Bree and Blythe come to visit. Bree won’t talk to me much, she seems to be afraid of the hospital bed and I think she is afraid I am hurt. Blythe loves to push the buttons on my bed, expect for the ones that move the bed up and down.

The waiting will soon be over- if the baby is not here before Tuesday, then I am scheduled for a c-section at noon. The best part about having the baby on Tuesday is that it will be Ryan’s birthday- perfect since I can’t go shopping. Ryan would rather the baby have it’s own birthday and not have to share with him, but my mom told him it will be special. She should know she shares her birthday with Jesus.

Tonight I have been contracting pretty hard and they seem endless. So I am coping by listening to music. The first song happened to be- “While I’m Waiting” by John Waller. A little bit ironic, don’t ya think? (J/K, just my cheesy humor) Seriously, the song is reminding me that this is the perfect time to worship him and to serve him. I am not spiritually confined to this bed. So tonight while I am waiting my heart is screaming praises to the Lord for all the many blessing I have received- especially over the last 36 ½ weeks. While I am waiting in this extremely cold hospital room I am filled with the warm love of Jesus. While I am waiting there is peace in my heart.