Patiently Waiting

Since the news of our baby's diagnosis I feel even more anxious to meet our bundle of joy. Part of it is not looking forward to labor, and just getting it over with. Another is just wanting the surgery/nicu stay to be done and have our baby home, and the other part just wanting to be home in Tx getting into a grove. With thinking of those few things comes all the stuff before it that can easily put me into a state of depression. I am have been praying daily for the Lord's strength and joy to keep enduring. I hear so many positive stories and that helps leaps and bounds.
However, being the OCD freak that I am is still not helping. I keep thinking of how different it's going to be to live at home for 2 months plus(should I able to deliver in WI.)
Ya'lI I moved out at 18 and went back for a few months at the age of 20 when I got out of basic training...so it's been a while. Oh mom and dad I love you to death but you know how it is to sleep in your own bed, drink out of your favorite cup of coffee and shower with your shampoo and conditioner. Double snap, all these negatives need to be erased and I need to thank God for his plan of taking care of me and my baby. I was watching Joyce Meyer's this morning and she was talking about how selfish we as humans and Christians can be. So I am taking that selfish attitude and checking it, trying to check it at the door. I mean really, are those 'things' going to get me feeling sorry for myself? Positive note: I (we) get to eat all my mommy's yummy home made meals, be at the dinner table again with my little brother and sisters, Isabelle gets to enjoy a Midwest summer, maybe a trip to the WI Dells, State Fair Park and all it's glory, church on Sundays, all delightful.
So poof, be gone...I am thinking positive. It doesn't help waiting on Dr's and insurance to be told what our next step is. Can we just get it done now please? I don't want to keep driving down town and waiting 45 minutes to get an ultra sound or see the Dr.
Nope, life doesn't work that way.
You think Isabelle wants to trade spots with me? Maybe I can run around in my pj's all morning and eat my yogurt with my fingers? Ha, that'd be to easy.
Instead I am now training my mind to think of how much my little girl is going to be loved on by her family this summer. (Lord willing we get up to WI.) That she'll enjoy wagon rides to the park, learn goofy things from her uncle and aunts. Help her grandma's cook in the kitchen and squish the ant hills outside. All the fun things a 2 year old should be doing; which she doesn't always get to do (w/ the fam) being that we are so far away.

God is good and he's providing for us in each and every step of this journey we are on. Can I get an AMEN?
Praying for more answers at our Dr appointments today and am excited for yet another ultrasound of our sweet, sweet baby.

Here are some pics from last summer on our family vacation.





she got to see lots of frogs last summer. :)



helpin great grandma put her shoes on, and then wearing them herself.