Where do I begin? I got back a month ago from our amazing Canadian road trip (*all pictures from our trip to Quebec, P.E.I., Nova Scotia and New Brunswick) and then kind of fell into a slump…too much heat, a big heavy belly, tiredness and an overwhelming prepartom anxiety/restlessness to just get the next phase of our life going.
This summer reminds me of the one two years ago when I was anticipating my wedding day. All the major plans were set early in the spring and so I had until September 4th to wait, wait and wait. All the time seemed to set me back rather than forwards in some ways as I began to worry, over-think and even feel a little depressed. Needless to say, I completely suck at waiting. I am the most impatient person. Now, I have until August 23rd or longer before I meet my son. I know it is not a long way off now but it seems like light years today! I want to know he’s healthy and well, safe and secure in this world and out of the unknowns of his womb life. I want to see him breath, kick and squirm in my arms. I don’t want to stress over counting his movements per hour anymore or whether I’m doing anything to harm him in some way.
Now, a random question…I’d be curious to here opinions on this matter. Our soon- to- be- here son’s name, Micah, is the shortened form of Micaiah (both Old Testament prophets)…should we just stay with Micah or should his full/Christian name be Micaiah (we’d pronounce it with 2 long “i” sounds…M-i-c-i-ah… and we’ll probably just call him Micah for the most part? Maybe we’re starting to overthink this whole name thing but when Rick mentioned it last Friday as a possibility, the wheels started turning a bit. I’d love to know anyone elses opinion on this matter!