I'm sitting at home, in a quiet and cool house. I opted not to go to the get-together, because I knew I would be miserable. Although, it did turn out to be a beautiful, mild evening, but even still, I know myself and I would have been ready to be home after a few minutes.
I did enjoy the quiet and coolness of the house. This house is not often quiet and it is a treat to be home when it is. And, who knows when the next time will be when I will be able to be home, all alone.
The baby is coming in 36 hours. That thought fills me with anticipation and dread all at the same time. I can't wait to meet her and see what she looks like and hold her for the first time. But honestly, right now, all my mind will focus on is the c/s, and specifically the epidural. I'm very anxious about that (as you probably know by now!) but even still, I know it will be alright. Even if it goes as it did last time, I'm telling myself I made it through then and I can make it again. And, there is the possibility that it will be easy this time.
Whatever happens, there is a beautiful baby girl waiting for me after the ordeal of the epidural, and that is what will get me through. That and the strength of the Lord. I've even memorized a verse to quote if things get rough: "The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe." Proverbs 18:10
So that's where I am, 36 hours before I deliver my seventh baby. As always, I will appreciate all prayers for peace and favor from the Lord.