A Season In Life

I have had this post in my head for several days now; I guess I am finally getting it written down.  I visit taught my current Relief Society President for four years and for most of that time she has been president.  One thing that sticks out in my mind is that she reminded me how this is "just a season in life".  This pregnancy will not last forever.  In fact, the baby should be here in about 8 weeks, 6 weeks if they come early like A did.  Right now I am trying to hold onto the fact that having kids is a season in life and one that I will eventually get through.  Pregnancy is not fun and this one has been a huge trial.  Next I will be going through the newborn phase again, but I look at A and is he so big and talkative and mobile and the baby stage is also just a season in life.  Although I am not savoring being pregnant in the least, it helps to remind myself that it will be over.  So if you've seen me lately, yes, I am miserable but just trying to get through the days as best I can.

We are still collecting boxes and are still looking into rental properties.  I think that we are still going to try to move before the baby gets here - which is huge and scary, but I am starting to be less nervous about moving and trying to be more excited.  I am having to rethink the logistics of everything, but I know that our family will do better once Mr. Bob no longer has a long commute and can work more hours and be more available to his job.

I wish I had more to give others at this time, but find myself instead being the recipient of so much service - especially from others in my ward - and I am truly touched.  I remember giving a lesson on service some months ago, but never dreamed that I would be the one to receive.  It is humbling and yet I feel so grateful.  I am really going to miss the ward we have here.

My last wish is to get somewhat organized for Christmas.  It is still a possibility that I could be in the hospital on Christmas and so it is a good thing A is too little to really understand when or what Christmas is.  There will be time in future years to build up family traditions, but those things don't need to happen overnight.  Sometimes the best ones are the accidental ones, and sometimes we stress out too much.  Seriously, revisit my slacker chic Christmas post if needed.  We put way too much pressure on ourselves. I tried to go to the store Tuesday night to get Mr. Bob a Christmas present and was in so much pain that I begged my mom to pick it up for me so I didn't have to go to another store.  It will be okay!  So maybe the fudge won't get made this year or the Christmas Cards sent out; big deal, we will cope.  We have a lifetime ahead of us to make memories in.

I hope that all of you have an enjoyable weekend, Halloween is one of my favorites and this is A's first year doing any kind of trick or treating.  I will try to post a few pics next week.