Overwhelmed But Thankful

Lately I have been feeling overwhelmed.  I am trying to be thankful and find the positive side through all of it but some days it is hard.  I am 36 weeks pregnant and have 15 days left till this little one comes.  My house is a complete mess as I am under Doctor orders not to do anything but lay in bed.  I am not suppose to sit for long periods of time, no lifting, bending, etc.  Alex's room has become a playroom for the girls.  They have their toys everywhere and have been playing in all his stuff.  Livi insists on sleeping in the crib when Emme won't leave her alone.  Livi likes to sleep and Emme would rather play at bedtime. So with the nesting instinct is driving me nuts and I can't do anything about it.  It doesn't help I don't sleep much and I am tired all the time.  There are nights where I wake up with contractions or cramps from sleeping on one side too long.   To add to the I have to pee every hour on the hour no matter how much I drink.  I also am at the point where I have two appointments a week.  Stress test one day and the doctor the next.  There will be one week I will have three because they have to measure him to see how big he is.  The words c section have been thrown around.  He better just be a tall baby.  Bright side I have a wonderful hubby who has been doing the dishes and laundry.   And a wonderful mother in law who volunteered to come help clean my house.
  Our dishwasher just died.  We have had it two months.  Thankfully it is still under warranty so Tuesday we are hoping it will be fixed.  With two toddlers and a new baby soon a broken dish washer is not fun.  
   Last couple months I have been wanting to be in Washington.  It is hard to be so far away from my family.  Especially at times like this.  My Dad's sister is dying from cancer.  I adore my Aunt Cherie.  Last month my Grandmother who is 96 years old broke her hip.  She has been in and out rehab since.  Yesterday she began complaining of chest pains.  Her blood pressure was high so she was sent to the hospital.  My grandmother has had several heart attacks over the years.  She also has kidney disease.  She is currently in the hospital with pneumonia.  My mom is up there taking care of her.  Bright side I called and talked to my grandma for an hour.  Not really my grandmother likes to talk and talk.  Your job is to sit and listen.  That is a good sign.  When she went to the hospital the doctors , nurse and even paramedics comments what a chatter box she is.
   My parents are suppose to drive down on the 26th for our son's birth.  My mother has been in the delivery room each time. We even decided to have his blessing with in days of his birth so my Dad could bless him , since he wasn't able to be here for the girls.    With my grandma in the hospital that is up in the air.  I would love to have my mom there, but I understand if she can't.  We decided a good idea was to push the blessing back a month if they can't come so they can at least be here for the blessing. 
    I am so thankful for a sweet husband who reminds me that everything will work out the way the Lord wants it to and holds me when I cry.  For two little girls who "cure" me by rubbing lotion on my stomach and telling the baby to behave.  For in laws who take my hyper girls so I can rest.  Some days I need reminding when there is so much going on and with all these hormones going on.