I walk every day. The only way Nolie falls asleep for naps is (other than nursing on me, a habit I knew had to be ended) by being walked in her stroller- so every day we walk.
Walking alone is hard. I don’t, typically, find that it clears my head. It usually just ends up with me having some repetitive thought or song coursing through my head till I finally end up on my porch again with a sleeping girl. But lately I have been praying while I walk.
Today I felt these three words, really strongly… and I am not the type to “feel words” or anything like that.
Peace. Joy. Patience.
Peace that surpasses understanding. Joy that is unending. Patience.
Tonight I am sitting in those words, reading verses with them (heyo concordance haven’t used you in awhile!) and feeling really content in where we are.
Nolie changed everything in me- shook me up. I have wondered how this baby would change us, I still wonder how much everything will change, I am seeing some of it now. This time the changes feel far more internal.
I already “look” like a Mama. I don’t go out much and have left my college habits far behind. My days are filled with diaper changes, snack creating, book reading, letter identifying, craft projects and playmates. My day to day won’t look all that different with a baby (or, at least, not such a huge shift as it was the first time).
This baby is changing my heart. Fine tuning me. Forcing my ears to perk and listen. And I am listening.
This post is jumbled. I feel calm and yet all over the map. Basically I just don’t want to lose those words. Words meant for… this baby? this birth? this waiting time? I won’t know till the after. But they feel weighty and important to get out.
Peace that surpasses understanding.
Joy that is unending.