It must be the emotions of it all. The hormones I tell you! They are from satan!!!!
But the truth is, I do my best and deepest thinking when I am pregnant.
Can I just tell you. Within a matter of 6 weeks, I will be welcoming our newest and itty bittiest baby sister into the family, while simultaneously kissing my oldest baby goodbye and sending him off into the world of the unknown. The world that was created to make Mom’s cry and force them to go drink 600 calories worth of frappucino just to feel a tiny smidgen better. Yes, you guessed it, the terrible world of KINDERGARTEN!!!
Why do I do these things to myself??? I blame my husband. What are the odds that we unintentionally planned this out in a way that could result in doing BOTH on the same day. I just don’t know if I can handle that. Two complete and total different set of emotions, all exploding out into a puddle of ugly cry face tears at once.
Although, I can guarantee the ONLY thing that will make me not think about my first baby starting kindergarten would be the intense pain of labor, so maybe God really does know what He’s doing here. Imagine that?!?
And then there’s just the usual thinking that life throws at you. Tiredness that leads to thoughts of complete despair. I am that person too. I typically require only two things to ensure my happiness: Food and Sleep. That’s it. When I am tired, I am not fun. When I am hangry, I am mean hungry, I am not fun. Just trust me. Also, when I am tired, my mind wanders in a million different negative directions. Before I know it, I’ve imagined the worst situation possible for absolutely no reason whatsoever. So, that’s always fun for everyone around me.
I really wish I had a point to all of this, but there really isn’t one. Well, maybe the only one I can find is: I am pregnant, it is late, and I am tired…I am also thinking so much that I can’t fall asleep.
Anyone else in my boat? Maybe you aren’t pregnant, but you still feel like this? Maybe you just had a baby and you just don’t know how you will survive???
Girrrrrl. I’ve been there. I am there. Get you some lavender essential oil to sniff, and a big helping of Jesus with some Holy Spirit on the side.
I know He breaks me down sometimes just to show me how much He really does love me. Whenever I feel like this, He is always the one I run to first. No one else understands me like He does. I’ve had an emotional weekend and Monday. I know it’s mostly due to these crazy hormones, but I’m just a mess. I find myself running off to an empty room and having a good cry and a Jesus talk, and y’all, I am so NOT a cryer but those moments are the ones that start off terribly, and by the end of it, you just feel like God has washed clean water over you and you are ready to give this life another go. He is just so good like that. The ultimate recharger and restarter and re-mind setter…you get my drift.
So friends, cry.it.out. Find a spot and let out that ugly cry. Then cry out for Jesus and let Him sweep over you! I KNOW it’s this side of Heaven’s best therapy
That is all.
And since I have done a terrible job of blogging this pregnancy, here are a few catch up belly bump photo’s for you:
Family photo’s by Jane Bradley Photography:
Bye for now friends!!!