As I munch away on saltines with my gingerale nearby, I am aware that this pregnancy is WAY different than last time. I am constantly nauseous, waking up every two hours at night to pee, diarrhea during the day...Jonathan says I complain but I say, "With GOOD cause!" Maybe this is the Lord's way of convincing me that this should be our final baby.
Just ran out of saltines, going to get more.
Baby, I love you dearly. But please stop making your mama sick. I'm ready to feel you kick and see you grow my belly. The babies were dedicated on Sunday and I prayed for you and cried with joy at the thought of doing that with you. Even without the church ceremony, I commit to teaching you how much Jesus loves you. I hope you can hear me and your big brother singing praise songs throughout the day. I hope you like them as much as he does.
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