Maybe God wishes to teach me a thousand new things, move me from being in a thousand different directions to just ONE, and show me a thousand reasons to BLESS his name. Maybe that is why He moved me 1,000 miles away.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

The stork taunts me

This weekend I have many hours to myself as the family is off to cheer on Jackson at the Hockey Playoffs. I can't go, due to the distance the arena is from the hospital. Perhaps.....perhaps these are my final days of freedom, how shall I spend them?




5 comments:

Marsha said...

Ah, I remember those days...confined to bed for six weeks before my son was born...

I passed the time with a lot good books. Also, quality time with my three yr old.

Just try to enjoy the time resting, because once baby is born there will be no rest!

Marsha

pw said...

Sleep in until whenever.

Eat breakfast out, take a book with you. Order your favorite tea.

Rent some good movies:
-Sweet Land
-Once
-newest Pride & Prejudice
Don't forget the popcorn and
m & m's

Get a pedicure. Seriously, it will feel great and the person will never see your swollen ankles again.

Go for a walk and just listen.

Go pick out some new CD's or download them to your MP3 player.

Buy some nice cozy pajama pants and tank top for after the baby comes.

Sit at the library and read through some magazines. I love National Geographic Adventure. Transport yourself to a far another country!

Or, find a book that is really funny. I like people stories about their travel misadventures.

Don't do anything you HAVE to do. Don't clean or start a project. Restore and re-energize your heart, and mind.

Kerri said...

Wow, great ideas. Too bad I can't do any of them. The weekend plans changed, and Roy and kids were back home by 3:00. Jackson's team lost the first game in 2nd overtime sudden death. Bummer.
I guess then tomorrow would be the perfect time for the baby to come.

pw said...

Ugh! Too bad.

ps...that is one lovely preggers Sumo Wrestler. How do you fit a loincloth over that?

Kerri said...

hmmm..are you saying that the pregger sumo wrestler can't even fit in a regular sumo's loin cloth? I'll ignore that comment... :)