For the past few months I’ve heard God in bits and pieces, but I couldn’t find the “missing piece” to what I felt He was speaking to me. I’d jump on here to write and feel thoughtless within minutes. As I spent more time praying and asking, I realized the missing piece was simply me searching my own heart through His teaching.
It was 6am after I participated and successfully finished my first marathon: 27-hour natural labor and delivery. I didn’t expect to be finishing it on my own, without Chris and Lewis, but here I was – relying on my midwife, Kim, more than ever. I delivered my placenta and nearly shot out of the bed when she pressed on my uterus for the first time. 10/10, it hurt worse than any contraction. Owww-uch!
September 21st, 2:30am – At home asleep in bed, I’m awoken by my first “real” contraction.
“Oh my gosh,” I thought “is this it? I think that was a real one!”
The trees around us have been busy painting their annual masterpiece of autumn hues of yellow, green, orange, and maroon. Continue reading “Festive Mulled Wine”