There is a reason I haven't been posting very often lately. For the most part, in my "spare time" (does any mother really have spare time?), I have been napping. My exhaustion has reached a point that I didn't know could exist. At least there is a really, really great reason for this, and here it is:
If you have a minute, I'd really appreciate some prayers for this pregnancy (for my health and the health of the baby). Thank you!
My husband and oldest daughter are rooting for a boy, my middle daughter very sternly stated that she does not want a baby boy, and the youngest and I will be perfectly happy either way. My prayer is for a calm baby. I'm a little worried that I'll have another super needy baby like my oldest and youngest were/are, and I just don't know how many more sanity points I can stand to lose. We are all excited and thrilled, though. Peanut insists on calling the baby "Baby Sweets," and tells me that the baby is "a newborn baby. The baby is a newborn because it was born from God's tummy into yours." And then I was quickly asked if God has a tummy. I love child logic.
Monday, January 27, 2014
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