I love the miracle of it, there's a sweet little baby boy growing inside of me. I'm nourishing and caring for him and I don't even have to think about it. He (Joshua) reminds me of this every night. When I lay my head down, am completely exhausted, he decides to remind me about this little miracle. It's bittersweet. It makes me a little sad that he's my last one. In fact, the ironic part is that I actually got very teary eyed when I thought about that...
So that's what I've been up to lately. Laughing to crying, nesting to exhausted. That whole "you'll get your energy back during the 2nd trimester" thing... it's a big fat lie. But thats the irony of it right?
Dear Lord Jesus- forgive my flippant heart.
2 comments:
What a blessing! Cameron used to do that at night too. So much so that it would keep Bryan awake. I was so tired I would sleep right through it. It gave Bryan some time to bond though. He would put his hand on my belly and feel Cameron kick like crazy!
That is something I think I'll miss the most about being pregnant, feeling them move inside of you. It truly is a miracle. I hope the Lord gives you great rest before Joshua comes. I love the name Joshua. If Ava were to have been a boy, that name was way high on the list.
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