I was reading Wiley’s Wisdom and they have finished baby preparation and are now in the wait phase. Baby Schmidtt decided to turn sideways and kick his/her mother’s ribs… for at least a week now. Ouch…
So, in reading Wyle’s words, I remembered this one song by Sophie B. Hawkins. Always before, the prayer, “Now I lay me down to sleep…” struck me as ominous in the “if I die before I wake” section.
One night driving down a dark stretch of road with only my headlights revealing the ribbon of highway, I heard this and it changed my view entirely.
Please include the Schmidts in your prayers for the baby to get off his/her mother’s ribs and for a safe and healthy delivery.