17 days until my official due date. Not that I’m counting. But am I counting down because I want this pregnancy to be over or cherishing the last days I will most likely ever be pregnant? Am I counting down the days of impatience, when these awful pregnancy hormones charge through my body, or cherishing these last memories when we have just 3 boys? Bittersweet. ...

















I’m definitely feeling that transition now with Corinne going to kinder next year – that excitement for her, for me have some “me” time, but also the sadness that my little girl is going to school(!) and that she won’t be home with me every day anymore. She is the easiest one after all! I’m also acutely aware almost every day of the struggle between being an alien on this earth and having a citizenship in heaven – sometimes it feel like the gravity that holds me to this earth is also pulling my heart and spirit heavy to the ground. Some days it’s so hard to soar in the power of the Holy Spirit. But then I feel the pressure, like you said, not necessarily to enjoy the last days but to fully use them and this one life to further God’s kingdom and fulfill His purposes. *sigh* Too heavy for a Wednesday morning!!!
Love ya girl!
May you feel the sweetness right now more than ever. Praying for you and this little boy God has planned for your family.
Beautiful insight friend. Enjoy every moment. And might I just say how adorable you are?
I would have never thought of thinking about it that way… but somehow it range true when I read it. Thanks for your insight…made me pause and think about my own experiences, and how they relate to my earthly home v.s. the heavenly.