I am now 38 weeks prego and am ready to meet my baby boy-oh am I ready to be done....but in the mist of be achy a little depressed, and HUGE-I find myself amazed at the quiet acts of kindness and reminders of love-that HE is aware of me and my simple struggles:
*Dinner brought to my door unexpectedly on a night when dan is away on business and it is already getting late, all the kids are in the bath, and I haven't even started to think of what to make...I was tired and alone-I could tell she wasn't sure if she had done the right thing-especially with how I probably looked when I answered the door-THANK YOU for listening to that small voice-despite your reservations-I cried after closing the door.
* Cookies brought to share with my children and I -pumpkin chocolate chip! On a night when I needed something sweet and we were all out but I couldn't face going to the store:) They were perfect! THANK YOU
*Watching a primary teacher week after week love my child just as I would-accepting her hugs, being grateful for her pictures, patient, and kind-THANK YOU FOR LOVING AND TEACHING HER
*Last, my children-never before have they been so helpful in their short little lives than they have in the past couple days. Running up and down the stairs to get things for mom because it hurts her to do it, getting in the car before I have to ask, hugs, cleaning, the list goes on-THANK YOU FOR JUST KNOWING WHAT MOMMY NEEDS.
It's the little things and the people in life that make it worth trying when life gets hard....
Monday, October 13, 2014
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