Whoever Welcomes a Little Child…

I’ve been thinking a lot of what to ask from you all as I prepare to travel to Zimbabwe in exactly one week. I’ve thought of prayer for myself, the rest of the team, the people we’ll meet, the leaders in Zimbabwe that we’ll be speaking with, our health, the travel, etc.

And yet.

Something has weighed on my heart to share with you.

I want you to be a part of this. Not just by looking at pictures or reading, but a real part of World Vision gearing up to make a crucial difference in the lives of women and children. Zimbabwe has one of the worst crises for pregnant women and infants happening right now.

“Zimbabwe is among 40 countries where the maternal death rate exceeds 960 per 100,000 live births (emphasis mine)… And the situation is not improving: Maternal mortality in Zimbabwe rose by 28 percent between 1990 and 2010. Globally, just 287 mothers die per 100,000 live births, and in sub-Saharan Africa the figure stands at 500 per 100,000, according to Zimbabwe’s Ministry of Health and Child Care.” AlJezeera.com

What can you do? How can you be a part of this?

It’s simple. You can sponsor a child in Zimbabwe here: http://myshare.worldvision.org/dianawrote 

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Crunch Time.

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9 days.

In 9 days or less I will have this baby.

Wait – you might be asking – why so soon?

I get my cerclage out this Monday. That might trigger labor. If it does, I’ll be 37 and 2 days so they won’t stop it. Then, I’ll have till that following Sunday to go into natural labor. If not, both the high risk Dr. and my OB agree that 38 is the longest I should go based on meds and history – so I’ll be induced…

the 11th.


Whoa. I mean, I’ll be over 38 weeks but still. SO SOON.

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Win a Custom Labor and Delivery Gown or $70 Shop Credit to Mommy Moxie!

I’ve been in the hospital so often during these past 3 pregnancies that I don’t even think about what I’m wearing anymore. I just know it’ll probably be a gown that is ugly, scratchy, shows off parts of me I’d rather no one see, and that I get tangled up in each time I try to get in and out of it.

Nicole from Mommy Moxie designs these gorgeous, custom labor and delivery gowns that are perfect to put in your hospital bag – among other things like custom onesies and nursing covers (see below). I was able to pick my own fabric from a huge variety of choices. I love mine because it’s the same colors as our son’s yet to be designed nursery. :) When we move – and with grey elephants. But same coloring!

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It totally looks like I’m smuggling a watermelon underneath there. A really round watermelon. Thank goodness the bump looks so cute in this. Nicole custom makes everything in her shop, so be sure to ask about fabric choices and sizing.

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35 Weeks

I’m 35 weeks and 5 days. There are times when it shocks me to be this far along.

But then a lot of the time I’m like, “This is taking forever…” because I really want to be full term and meet him already!

I’m enjoying these last few weeks of pregnancy before our world changes again. For the better, but it’s not like I don’t remember those first sleepless months with Bella. I remember. Oh, through the fog and confusion and WHERE IS SHE OH SHE’S STRAPPED TO MY CHEST days – I do remember how it all feels.

Even though losing Preston and Julian has taught me to truly treasure moments of pregnancy/motherhood I would have never thought twice about before, the reality of the work a baby entails isn’t lost on me. Which I think it a really wonderful thing – I know what to expect and can prepare for it logically while also still being very excited and knowing I’ll survive.

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His First

Sometimes I forget.

In the middle of my need to control, to have it all in line, in the midst of the fear of the unknown, the fear of the past.

In the night when the dreams haunt me, when this baby is taken away from me, when I didn’t do things right and I don’t get to take him home.

When I wake up with a tear stained pillow and can’t remember what was so upsetting.

When I look up on the shelf and see the small, knitted boots my sons never wore.

As I read the birth books and listen to the audios and try so hard to grasp at any sense of control.

I forget.

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