Waiting...Among Other Things

So...no baby yet. I'd probably be pretty depressed in different circumstances - I had Gavin a week before his due date, and I'm just 6 days out now. But I'm actually okay with not having had him by now because we ended up moving this past weekend. For anyone who may not have known, we were house-sitting my Grandma T's house while she was in Hong Kong serving a mission. She got home on the 23rd of March and initially our plan was to stay in her house until after the baby was born and Craig had finished school (she had generously made the offer and it seemed like the more logical thing to do). However, we started feeling super unsettled and out of place once she was actually home and just waiting for us to move out before she could move back into her own house! So even though it's been a crazy, stressful time to pack up and move, I feel like this is the right decision and a better place to be. You should know,though, I'm typing this in the middle of a bombshell of a half-kitchen/family room/game room/ piano studio a.k.a. my parent's basement that is now loaded full of all our stuff. It makes me laugh like a maniac that I would consider this as better, but given all the circumstances, that's the way it is. We're hoping that we can get out of their hair and into a place of our own soon, but we'll have to see what comes up and, more importantly, how we feel about what comes up. I think we'll be here for a good couple months, though, what with the new baby and all. But I could be wrong about that too. I'm learning more and more that I can't totally plot out my life - most times the Lord has other plans. And looking back, I've always been better for having done things His way.