Not much going on here. Zach has been grading papers & finals all day. I have been listlessly browsing the internet and watching tv.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is discord, union; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy.
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Sounds like a kind of lazy day. I have been having those a lot lately. Thanks for the nice comment. It really made me feel better.
You are getting so close! I bet you are excited. Is Zane excited? Hope you have a good day!
God bless you and yours,
Beth
It sounds like you are doing just what you are supposed to be doing, Sunshine.
I remember when I was expecting you and your brother, I sometimes would just sit and bask in absolute awe of how incredible it was just to be ‘me’ at that moment, creating an actual human life and being so incredibly blessed to have that honor.
When I was pregnant with you, a January baby, I remember wondering how Mary, the mother of Jesus felt. If I was carrying a ‘regular’ baby and felt so blessed, how must Mary have felt?
I would encourage you, too, to ponder what an awsome gift you have with the experience of being pregnant, with child, with YOUR child.
I would ‘live in the moment’ of being pregnant, and, with Steve, it was the last time in my life I would ever be at this moment in carrying our child. I could never go back to this exact moment, and be this exact amount of pregnant again. Looking back all the years since, I’m very glad I had the insite to have done this. With just a moment’s thought, I can feel you or your brother move and I can see the bumps of your little elbows and knees moving across my big beautiful belly. I hope you, too, plant this seed of memory into your inner being so you can cherish these moments anytime you want to.
I love you, Sunshine, as only a mother can love her child. You are, indeed loved by many, but no one can love you exactly like I love you. It is good to see the gentle love you have for Zane. I can see it in your eyes and your touch. I’m so very proud of the woman and mother you are becoming. My heart and soul overflow with pride in you.
Thank you for loving me too.
mom