'Tis the Season To Be...

Last night, as Rick studied and baby slept, I was left with a few moments to muse. It suddenly hit me that I'm not pregnant anymore! Yes, I do realize that during the past 3.5 weeks my body has changed, and it's quite obvious that Carson is now living and breathing without being connected to any part of my anatomy. But last night I just happened to remember a few things that I LOVE doing which are difficult if not impossible to do with a 40-inch waist: gymnastics!!

This involved as many handstands and back walkovers as I could manage in our tiny living room. It felt so liberating to stand on my hands and have my center of balance back!! And Rick was quite impressed by the amount of time I could hold a handstand.

Now, I really did love being pregnant. I felt great the whole time, loved the anticipation, feeling the baby move, baby showers, and cute maternity clothes. But I also love NOT being pregnant! Here's the kicker: I realized that, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven." We get to enjoy so many different seasons of life!! Each season has its rewards, and its trials too. If we can focus on the opportunities, not the limitations, of each season, each one will be joyous and wonderful. I have had my season to study, and study my brains out I did! Rick and I have had seasons to work, to play, to be a part of sports teams, to play the piano, to fall in love, to be a missionary, etc.

Those were all great, but right now, this is the season to love and hold my baby, even if that means dragging myself out of bed every 2 hours to do so.

And I will love every minute of it.