In these weeks leading up to the birth of our baby, we find ourselves celebrating Advent, and the expectancy of another birth as well.  I know that not everyone celebrates Christmas or Advent, but our family does, and as we talk about the coming holiday, we reflect on the wait and the excitement that comes as we anticipate Christmas.


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I can’t help but feel the parallel in my heart as I think about the birth of our own little boy and the excitement he will bring. We have reached most of our milestones. We know he is growing big and strong, and that if he were born today he would probably be okay.  But along with that waiting comes uncertainty.  Because for us, it’s not a sure thing.  I know that just because I’m large and uncomfortable and ready for him to be born, it does not guarantee that he will arrive.  Because of that knowledge, I find I have to keep holding on to hope.

Hope that we will make it safely to our delivery date. Hope that he will be healthy when he is born. Hope that we will be bringing him home to join our family.

In the hustle and bustle of the holiday, it sometimes feels like there are not enough hours in the day to get done all we need to do.  And yet, if we are also at the end of our pregnancy, time does not seem to be going fast enough.  I feel him kicking in there today.  I know he is alive today.  Can’t we have him here with us today?

But of course, that is not the best thing for him.  This coming Friday, it will be just three weeks until he is here with us.

And so we wait and we hope.  And it’s not easy.

If you find yourself waiting and hoping this holiday season, know that you are not alone.

Holding on to hope with you,

Signature Eileen

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