Washing Baby Blankets. They are getting a bit thin in the middle but the edges still are thick and warm. The can be doubled over. I love recycling.
Washing blue and pink clothes. Will the baby really be this small? I thought Joey was little.
Mum has matinee jackets washed and ready. Nice warm wool for a winter baby.
The big bed is ready for Joseph when he moves out of the nursery. We’ll shift him at the last minute. Don’t really want him to grow up. Got to let go of him being my baby. That is always a surprising grief when a new baby comes.
Getting my mind and heart ready for labour and birth. Lots of prayers and petitions and inner tears being released. And the gentle reminder that “I will be with you always.” It is always lovely when God chases me and whispers this into my heart when I least expect it. Courage now to face whatever will happen. Strength to laugh at the days to come. Reassurance I’m not alone.