So I gotta have faith

Friday, June 16:

OK, so yesterday I wasn't exactly my calm, cool, collected self. I was feeling overwhelmed about the whole birth thing and worried about possibly being forced to go through with things I don't agree with at the hospital when the Big Day comes.

But today, that still, small voice seems to be telling me to have faith. I need to trust that it will all work out and that everything will be fine when the little person is born.

I'm going to hold onto faith. If faith will mean opening my mouth and protesting, or if faith will mean being quiet and doing what needs to be done, I need to listen to the Great Giver of Life.