Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Soon I will welcome a new daughter. This time my preparations have been marked by careful vigilance of my health with the awareness I may be holding her sooner than expected.
I find myself having to slow down and prepare in simple ways every day. A little load of baby laundry here, pulling out slings there, having a small bag ready with at least the essentials for the hospital.
And prayer. Lots of prayer. My sister reminds me almost every time I talk with her over the phone, she is praying. I know it, I feel it. Her prayers and many people dear to me. When I lose sight of that, I feel the anxiety.
The simplest preparation after all is prayer.