Those two words basically sum me up right about now. I seem to have entered the stage of Constantly Tired in this pregnancy, and it’s one of those side effects that, besides causing me to say random words that don’t string together to make any sense sometimes, it’s also an outward expression of something absolutely beautiful and marvelous… New life. And so I embrace it, though slowly and steadily pushing through to make sure I accomplish all I need to (Like making eggs for Brayden this morning and his response after each bite? “Fanks for making me eggs mommy!”), I still celebrate the moments I’ve lost my own breakfast or my brain misfires a thought and I can’t form a cohesive sentence while I glide my hands across my stomach and smile. That moment it’s not about me anymore, that moment my own comfort is less important to me than the health of another, that moment, I’ve become a mom… Again.
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Corey~living and loving says
ack…..somehow I missed your news. Congrats to you.