Practicing Patience

Many of you have let us know that the bar has been set high for blogging now that I’m officially on maternity leave. The only problem is…nothing is happening

Actually this is probably a good thing. I have a tendency to get a little to anxious for things and try to make them happen faster than they really should. Sometimes, I get what I want, but most of the time, I end up disappointed and wishing I would have waited. Some examples are snooping for Christmas gifts, only to be disappointed on Christmas morning when there are no surprises; or making a cake, not wanting it to burn & wanting that piece so badly, that it’s still batter in the middle when I cut into it. So each day, I try to remind myself of patience and faith because we certainly don’t want Boo to be undercooked!

To keep my mind off my clenching (yet still painless & sporadic) contractions, Dan and I take our daily 3 mile walk to Starbucks and back (sometimes more than once). The extremely nice barista at Starbucks loves to see my big belly every day and sometimes surprises us with free drinks! Ahh the beauty of being pregnant I spend quite a lot of time catching up with friends on email, facebook, or by phone. I average a conversation with one of my parents or sisters at least every other day. On the off days Rhonda calls to check in on us…making sure she hasn’t missed the big event Mid-day we go outside to meditate, read or just talk and stare at the ocean. The breezes lately have been awesome. And the evenings are always capped off with at least 4 to 6 hours of Olympics!

These last two weeks have been a real lesson about finding inner peace and getting back to what is truly important in life, family. Kind of fitting as we are on the cusp of expanding our own!