I'm 39 weeks pregnant.I'm fed up and uncomfortable and bored.
I want to meet my baby.
I've prepared everything that needs to be prepared. Baby clothes are washed and in drawers; my hospital bags have been packed and repacked; the freezer is stocked.
What more can I do? Sit and wait? Expect every moment to be the last before I go into labour?
Or make the most of this time I have been given?
I'm looking forward to labour (weird, yes, I've been told!) and I'm looking forward to meeting our child. So, every day that ends with me still pregnant is slightly disappointing.
When will the wait be over? I don't like surprises and I'm not very good at not knowing when things will happen, so this is hard for me.
We sang Everything by Tim Hughes at church on Sunday, and I was struck by the line, "God in my waiting."
"Be patient, Laura," He was telling me. "Everything in its own time."
