almost there

My inservice exam (kind of like practice board exam) was on Thursday.  I breathed a sigh of relief, and then I was ready to have the baby.  I realized that I had been telling myself for months, really since I found out that I was pregnant, that I had to make it through the inservice before I could have the baby (as if I could control it).  So, as soon as it was actually over, I just assumed I would immediately go into labor.  You would think I would have learned my lesson by baby number three.

So, I'm still pregnant.  And, I have two little people to keep me very busy in the meantime.  I keep wanting to post on our wonderful potty training success with Hazel, but then she has an accident so I have to put it off.  She has actually done very well...she hates to be dirty or wet, so that helps.  I really think the key in potty training is just to go to underwear as quickly as possible (during the day that is)...it is just really difficult to be motivated to run to the potty (for me or for her) if I know she has a pull-up on.  The bad thing about potty training girls is the public restrooms...it is so much easier with a boy.  I think we touched every surface in the Target bathroom the first time we went to the potty there.  The last 6 weeks were our first 6 weeks without someone in diapers (I'm not counting pull-ups), since William was born.  And, now we are buying size 1's again.  I didn't even bother with the newborn size diapers this time...I'm not sure how accurate the ultrasound weight estimates are, but if they are at all close this baby is going to be big.  I embarrassed to even say how big the estimate was this week, so I'll just leave it at that.

I have had these lyrics from Sandra McCracken on my mind this week as we wait for another little one.  I think I may have posted them when we were waiting for Hazel, but they are such a good reminder to me to rest in God.

I was made in a hidden place

There from your love I could not escape 

If I tried 

In wonder and in a trembling state 

We wait to meet this child 

I can not see with human eyes 

The secret plans you have devised 

My heart is full as I contemplate 

The frailty and the fullness 

Oh I marvel at Your goodness to me 

How soon the fog will lift 

We will hold her like a gift 

But for now I rest in this in-between 

And the heavy clouds of this waiting season 

Knowing that you are as close as the clothes I wear. 

These hours I will savor 

You surround me as I waiver 

Whom am I to know such favor 

I was made in a hidden place 

There from your love I could not escape If I tried