I'm amazed I'm here! Only 12 weeks to go? Seriously? I had no idea until the doctor told me at my Mayo Clinic appointment today.
I remember the first 12 weeks. It felt like week 36 was an eternity away. Yet, here I am!
12 weeks to go. Wow. Should I start the count down? It's been a help to me NOT to count down. That way, I don't get anxious for it to end. I mean - why?
What good does being anxious bring? I mean, I can't speed up time with it. It'll only make the journey that much more excruciating to walk out. So, I liked no knowing how much time I had left.
Today, it's ok that I now know I have 12 weeks left. I'm not anxious about it. Yeah! And, I'm careful NOT to say "only 12 weeks left." That's a setup. ;)
In other words, I don't even know the exact end date. I'm asked that all the time now. And it feels good to say "I don't know. And I'm glad I don't know. It'll get here when it gets here." :)
Meanwhile, I accept each day as it comes, and fit myself into it. I fit myself into it - NOT by adapting my ways to every pressure and whim of the world around me - but by yielding to good self-care and by asking God for the wisdom to know my priorities and the courage to do them first.