This week was crazy! Early on, we were covered in frosted white snow and it made a terrible mess on the roads. At first, it was pretty but after a few hours, it became a nightmare. Atlanta barely gets snowed and when we do, we are always left unprepared. I consider myself lucky despite getting home after 4 hours of navigating my way through an obstacle of ice and cars skidding everywhere. I thought I was going to get my car crashed and I was pleading loudly "Lord, I just paid off my car!!! Don't do this to me please!" That was really scary! Unfortunately, for those people who got stuck on the roads and for those who wrecked their cars and had to abandoned it, they had to find a warm place to stay in for the night. I saw in the news that there were children stranded in their school and had to sleep over at their gym. I can imagine the parent's agony of worrying about their children. The state officials should have done a better job of getting the people prepared for this kind of situation. DISAPPOINTING!
Sorry about that random rambling above. Actually my topic has nothing to do with that. I just wanted to update you on how Queen Elsa caused a severe damage to our kingdom. hehe. By the way, we were singing songs from Frozen on our drive home to keep ourselves entertained. I was Anna and my sister Jovy was Olaf. LOL. That's how we rolled and that's why we did not get cranky sitting for hours in traffic.
Anyway. Okay. Here's the real deal. I thought this year is the year my husband and I are going to harvest our bundle of joy. For 6 weeks, I did not get my period. I was nervous, thrilled and very much hopeful. However, this morning, I was disappointed. My menstrual cycle began. I felt like I miscarried or something even when I did not. My hopes went down. I broke down.
The first person I saw and broke the news to was my supervisor and she has said something that completely lifted my spirit up. I believe, sometimes, God sends his messages through the angels, and the angels sends it through the people that surrounds you and she told me this:
"Maybe God doesn't want you to be stressed out and wouldn't want you to go through the wonders of pregnancy without your husband."
She's right! Actually, my husband and I discussed that he wants to take care of me while I'm pregnant. But in our situation right now, it seems impossible. He's just naturally doting and I can imagine him giving in to my silly requests.
Probable scenarios I think of during pregnancy:
(In the middle of the night)
Me: Love, can you get me a scoop of ice cream? Hubby: Okay Love.
Me: Love, can you massage my feet, they're getting manas. Hubby: Sure Love.
Me: Love, why do I feel so emotional and sad. Maybe we need to go to the mall? Hubby: Get in the car Love.
Hehehe. Not expecting at this time doesn't seem to be a bad thing after all. We need to be pregnant together! :)
In God's perfect time, things will be better!
"Trust in me, know that I too want what is best for you."