I can't believe this skirt fits- I tucked it under the belly and had Scott help me get the zipper up. The weather was way too hot that day to wear jeans- think it'll still fit for another 9 weeks? Doubt it.We got a big laugh from some passer-byers the other day. Scott and I were walking back from the school store and I dropped something I was carrying. Scott's hands were too full to bend down and pick it up, so I had to do the waddle-squat-shuffle to get it. Scott said in Chinese, "Come on, fatty!" and some students stopped to look. They really laughed when they saw that I what I was picking up was a candy bar. His other nick-name for me is Shong Mao, which means Panda. (Why "Panda"? Because in China, the Panda is their most treasured symbol and they do anything to protect it- so Scott says I'm his Panda. That's sweeter than Fatty, isn't it?)
I am very very ready for time to move a little faster. These days I feel listless; it feels SO strange to not be 'nesting' the nursery and cooking and freezing tons of meals. I wish we were already in our new apartment and organizing diapers.
I'm getting crazier and crazier. I think the biggest reason is because I can't give into my natural instinct and prepare for the baby. I've got nine weeks to go and we're waiting until we get to Thailand to get all the goodies (strollers, clothes, toys, medicine). I've been struggling with ENVY lately. I envy all my friends back in the states who have target and walmart down the street and who can buy baby toys without worrying about the manufacturers safety regulations. I sometimes wake up thinking "where am I going to find good pacifiers?" or "what will we do without a bouncer?" Of course I know our family will send a package with anything we need- but I think I could open my own Target here for the same cost as all that shipping!
I've come to realize how much I rely on earthly things to sustain me. In reality, if I don't have a stroller, it doesn't mean that we're going to fall apart! (despite what I was crying about just yesterday) When I can stop and think rationally about our lives overseas, I feel grateful to be learning contentment and learning how to make-do with what we have. On my un-rational days I just spit and sputter about how easy everyone else has it. I'm a mess.
As David Ring said so well, "It's not getting what you want, it's wanting what you got!"
I am very very ready for time to move a little faster. These days I feel listless; it feels SO strange to not be 'nesting' the nursery and cooking and freezing tons of meals. I wish we were already in our new apartment and organizing diapers.
I'm getting crazier and crazier. I think the biggest reason is because I can't give into my natural instinct and prepare for the baby. I've got nine weeks to go and we're waiting until we get to Thailand to get all the goodies (strollers, clothes, toys, medicine). I've been struggling with ENVY lately. I envy all my friends back in the states who have target and walmart down the street and who can buy baby toys without worrying about the manufacturers safety regulations. I sometimes wake up thinking "where am I going to find good pacifiers?" or "what will we do without a bouncer?" Of course I know our family will send a package with anything we need- but I think I could open my own Target here for the same cost as all that shipping!
I've come to realize how much I rely on earthly things to sustain me. In reality, if I don't have a stroller, it doesn't mean that we're going to fall apart! (despite what I was crying about just yesterday) When I can stop and think rationally about our lives overseas, I feel grateful to be learning contentment and learning how to make-do with what we have. On my un-rational days I just spit and sputter about how easy everyone else has it. I'm a mess.
As David Ring said so well, "It's not getting what you want, it's wanting what you got!"
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