With my first two pregnancies I fought my "morning" sickness. Despair reigned. Food and sleep were my comforters. I lived somewhere out in the future.
Did you know that time does not go any faster even if you wish really hard that it would?
So with this pregnancy I really wanted to invite God to be with me. I wanted to apply new ways of "being" with myself and others to this new circumstance. To surrender. My friend Jan had mentioned something about some nuns who were letting their illnesses be practice for death. I desire that. Life in death, death in life - weird.
As I press in I hear God say, "Be present to this moment." Simple. Hard. Very, very hard. My old habits of lashing about, fighting, choosing desparation in hopes of getting out of this great discomfort die hard.
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