Due date

Today is my EDD (expected due date). Not likely to have been the actual day, since the surgeon who did my

myomectomy said that I would have to have a c-section. 

Fortunately, I'm feeling OK today. A little wistful, but haven't fallen apart. Which is huge progress. It doesn't guarantee that tomorrow won't be harder, but it's progress nonetheless. 

Going to sleep now, but will write more soon. Lots going on. 

Faith come alive

That's the name of a song I was listening to this morning. I don't know if it's a lack of faith, or if it's a question of whether or not my prayers will be answered (how I want them to).  

It's clearly a question I don't expect an answer to today. My pastor told me that part of the answer comes with constant prayer and patience. So grant me patience, Lord... but hurry!

I saw that written on a bumper sticker one day. How apropos.