It’s crunch time. Time to pack the bags, cook some last minute items, scrub the house, wash some laundry and all the other 5 million things you forget that needs to be done. Problem is, I’m sick and I don’t want to do anything. Not just a little yucky sick but more along the lines of coughing up a lung and giving myself breathing treatments sick. I continue to remind myself that all is well. At this time Monday morning, I will be holding my sweet new baby girl in my arms. Please pray for a safe delivery of my baby girl.
I know exactly how you feel (if that helps). I was very sick when Andrea was born. I’ll be praying for you.
April, inspired by a thread on CM lately where I told myself to stop lurking and SAY what I think, I’m commenting. I added you to my reader probably 6 months ago. Your images captivate me. I have so enjoyed reading what you post when you do. It’s a lovely combination of intrigue and mystery and love.
I pray for a safe and wonderful delivery of your baby girl, and that you will feel as top of your game as you can feel after delivering a baby!