Have I mentioned that in the coming week there are three "factions" of family coming to visit all at the same time? My mother's mother, her husband, and my cousin; my father's mother and her sister (My dad's mom is coming to visit, with her sister, for nine days. NINE. Starting tomorrow, and continuing right on past baby E's due date. She's staying with us for all but THREE, and my dad will be here for one of those three); and my aunt and uncle (my stepmother's brother and sister-in-law). And my dad is coming for less than a day. Mind you, these people have never all been in the same room at once. And genius I am, I decide to throw a barbecue. Remind me again why?
Don't get me wrong, I am super psyched that people are showing interest enough to come and visit, and I love that there will be lots of love around little E if she's born while they're here, and it makes me feel good to know that they care enough to show up for my graduation from law school... but... all at once? It suddenly seems like a whole lot to take, all while 39 weeks pregnant.
Or worse - what if I go into labor while all of this is going on? I am so anxious about this. Part of me now wants the baby to hold off, and the next week and a half to fly by.
EEK! I seriously have to remember to be still, be calm, and know that God is sovereign. He is in control, so I don't have to be. I'm a little anxious (might be a bit of an understatement) but I need to let it go. Needless to say, my friends, I could use some prayer for that one, because I don't think I can let it go all on my own.
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