As I write this post, I’m officially two days past my due date for the arrival of our baby boy. Truthfully, both my husband and I are struggling with patience right now. We are eager to meet our son, Manny, and especially excited to see our daughter, Lexi, and son together.
This pregnancy has been exhausting for me in the third trimester. I have spent countless mornings taking care of my daughter’s needs and then crashing on the couch while she plays. She has been so understanding, asking me, “Mommy is Manny making you tired?” and covering me with blankets.
The past week or two I’ve been unspeakably tired until about noon. I have a good burst of energy in the afternoon. When I get the energy burst, I always try to do an activity with my Lexi girl. We go on walks, run errands, or make cookies together.
Yesterday I was one day past my due date of January 13. I was feeling frustrated, impatient, tired, and in pain (I have been getting lots of abdominal cramps this pregnancy). I slept until about 11am on the couch, only moving when I saw that Lexi needed something.
But when I felt rested, I decided I wanted to do something fun for Lexi. I remembered that I have been wanting to get her a stroller for her dolls, and she had some money left on a Target gift card from Christmas. I told her I had a surprise for her, and we drove to Target.
One thing I love about Lexi: she’s naturally not a spoiled little girl. When we look at toys in the store, she always has fun looking. She’ll squeal when she sees something she likes, but she never gets upset when we have to walk away from the toys. She doesn’t get mad if I tell her we can’t buy something, and she rarely begs for anything.
We went to the toy strollers, and I told her we were buying one to bring home. She was excited and picked out a pink umbrella stroller. Then she asked, “Where is the doll?”
I tried to explain that it was going to be used with her dolls at home. However, she had already made her way over to the baby doll section and was looking eagerly at the dolls. She really wanted one, and since she had a gift card and never asks me for toys, I just couldn’t say no to her.
She picked out a tiny baby doll from a box of little dolls on the shelf. I pulled down the box to give her a better look. “Lexi, do you want to see the other dolls?”
“That’s okay, I like this one!” she replied.
My daughter, who rarely shows emotions for her toys, carried that baby with her all day. She held her on her lap during our grocery run. When we got home, we took a walk around the neighborhood with the baby in the new stroller.
We cuddled in bed in the late afternoon and watched Bluey with the doll in her arms. She even tried to bring the doll in the shower that night. At bedtime, Daddy helped tuck the doll in so she would be close at hand through the night.
I share this little story because this day with my daughter was so precious to me. We had a wonderful and memorable day together, and if my son had arrived, it wouldn’t have happened.
I realized as I reflected on my day that I need to be patient and trust God’s timing with my pregnancy. I may wish for the new baby to arrive quickly. But God knew I needed those precious moments with just me and my daughter.
As I complete this season of waiting for this baby to arrive, I am reminded that God’s plan is perfect. I need to trust his timetable, and I need to enjoy these last days where it’s just me and Lexi. I don’t want to be so impatient that I miss out on these blessings.
Whatever it is you are waiting on, God has something for you in your current season of waiting. Don’t rush through the present in anticipation of the future.
What has God given you in the here and now? How can you slow down and savor what you already have? This doesn’t mean that waiting can’t sometimes be painful, but just remember not to skip past the beauty to be found in waiting.
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