Yes, you guessed it, baby is still not here. But this week has been all about nesting: stocking up on frozen goods, tidying, doing loads of laundry and ironing and anticipating the great arrival. I think I have actually been so busy with all the preparations that on some level it seems a bit unreal that in a few days (hopefully) I will hold my newborn in my arms. It has also been a time filled with anxiety and the normal questions: “How will I cope?”, How will Emma react to the change?” “Will he be a good baby?” “When I be able to resume normal life?”…etc. All in all, this week has felt like the end of a long and tiresome journey: the last hours always seem the longest, don’t they :-)?

I am responding to Holley Gerth’s 2014 encouragement challenge with this post and I am aiming to encourage you, my sisters and friends. To be truthful and honest, it is a bad time for me to be writing this, if I look at my circumstances. I am nine months pregnant, as heavy as anything, struggling with sleeping issues and with a dad who is ill and with me not being able to see him, not for another few weeks/months at least. But being an encourager is not about living in the right circumstances. If is was so, we would all be moping around over some thing or another. No, being an encourager is pushing through that sense of loss or discomfort or inadequacy and pour your heart out. In a positive way, of course 🙂 I have had this thought in my head since last week. I was doing my ironing and decided to watch Ice Age: The Meltdown to make it less tedious. Believe it or not, I hadn’t watched it before (my little one …