So, Auntie Flo arrived. 3 days late. I think doing the test helped to alleviate the anxiety so I'm not as tearful as I could have been had I been caught out by Auntie Flo's arrival.
So not quite the same!
Seriously, why is it so easy for some women, and yet so much harder on others? Am I making it harder on myself by wanting it so much? Is my body protesting in silence at the pressure I am putting myself under?
It would be so much easier if we could "play God" and decide on when to make a baby instead of having to leave it to Him to ordain the time. It would be easier, from my point of view. Less complicated if, like when I go to make a purchase, if I could just go "Right, I'm ready to have a baby... I'd like one to be conceived in December ready for September please!" Oh, if only it was that easy!!!
There is a bigger picture, I guess. My desires are a small part of the picture. Hubby's desires are another part of the picture. Our wider families desires for our family and future are another part of the picture. God can see the whole image, whereas we just see in part.
So sure - Auntie Flo is an unwelcome visitor... but one month - hopefully in the not too distant future - she won't come a-calling when she is expected!!!
- Bubba's Hopeful Mumma
- Hi. Welcome to my "taboo" blog. My name is Steph, and when I first started this, I was still in my thirties. In 2017, I switch decades! I am a Christian, so underlying everything I do and say is the Word of God, and the foundational truths I have learnt over the years. This doesn't mean I'm perfect - I am human. It just means I recognise I need God's help to live this life and try to live out His way, as best I can. So that's me in a nutshell. Thanks for taking the time to read through my blog, I hope you draw strength, hope or encouragement from what you read.