There isn't always a wrong answer to a question. For example: If you would ask me if I have been hormonal through this pregnancy, I would likely say no. I feel like I have acted appropriately given
all most situations. However, if you would ask Mitch if I have been hormonal during this pregnancy, he would hesitate, and probably inwardly debate just how emphatically he should answer with a resounding "yes!". As far as I'm concerned, we're both a little bit right. How? Don't worry about it. We just are.
Last night was one of those nights were maybe Mitch would have been more right than me...I was not happy. I can't explain why, but it was just not a good night. Even watching Seinfeld made me mad because it was a stupid episode. So Mitch, being the good man that he is, asked me several times throughout the early evening what he could do to make my life better. I couldn't think of anything to even let him try to do, which made me madder. But then it hit me...he could take me christmas decoration shopping. As soon as I mentioned this, I saw great regret come across Mitch's face, though he should have known that if you ask me enough times what I want to do, it will generally result in me going shopping. However, Mitch was so good about it. He agreed, and took me shopping. This didn't help my mood once we had arrived at Pier One, because after walking around for 45 minutes I decided that I really am a terrible decorator and anything I purchase won't look good anyway so we left the store empty handed. Mitch did not understand this at all, but instead of getting angry with me, simply took me to Starbucks.
Okay I had a point behind writing about all this, but I just had to write about the evening first. Getting past the
hormones dire situation of the evening, I was thinking about it today and realized something. Christmas anticipation has taken on a whole new meaning for me this year. (Christmas decoration shopping...christmas anticipation...see? that's my tie-in). I said to someone the other day that I'm having a harder time than usual anticipating Christmas because I'm just so excited for what's happening just a few short months AFTER Christmas. However I need to make sure that I'm anticipating the most important birth FIRST. Not just in celebration order, but in priority order. God sent his son to die for us, and while I hope my child will accomplish many wonderful and amazing things in their life, nothing can compare to the great gift of Jesus' life. So I will slow down this Christmas and think not only of my child, but of Jesus, given the task from birth of saving the world.
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