One of the things that I am learning lately is that life is all about adjustments. Or, at least it feels that way sometimes. From an early age we learn to adjust to new environments, new routines, new people, and the list goes on.
At this point in my life, I have been learning to adjust to a different slew of things. Constant heartburn, decreased blood circulation in my legs if I don't rest enough, discomfort during and after a road trip, and feeling like I've just run ten miles after a few trips up and down my townhouse stairs.
It is so easy to get wrapped up in these small, everyday things. Things that bug me, the new discomfort I'm learning to cope with and the constant swirling of 'things to do before baby' in my head.
And then something like the Moore, Oklahoma disaster happens. And, just like last month with Boston, and many times before, I find myself glued to the news coverage, and brought to tears over the pain that the families are enduring, and little things like a woman finding her dog alive in the rubble that once was their home.
It is so easy for me to overlook just how many blessings are in my life in the form of everyday things. Waking up next to my husband each morning and a few wet, puppy kisses to start each day. While I do not take for granted the amazing feeling of having our first born son growing inside of me, I do sometimes forget just how special these last few weeks will truly be. Especially when my rib cage hurts and I had another bout of insomnia at 4AM the night before.
There are so many things to be afraid in the world we live in today. Sometimes I think I'll find a way to homeschool my children so I don't have to worry about them being out there and vulnerable to the crazy people of this world. But, the truth is, I can't live that way. As much as I worry, and want to protect my family, and control what happens to them each day, it is not possible. The only thing to do is trust that God already knows the plan He has for each of us, and that brings me some comfort.