Yesterday was Maggie's due date. How surreal. I'm doing quite well in my day to day, however these "landmark" dates still feel like a ton of bricks have landed on me.
A church sermon a couple weeks ago stuck me pretty hard, the pastor was talking about Mary and Joseph on their way to Bethlehem, and how hard the journey was with her being 9 months pregnant. It made me realize that I should have been 9 months at that point, and that I wasn't. I should have been waddling around and complaining about how much my back hurt, how my feet were so swollen that my shoes wouldn't fit. I should have been wondering if God would shake his finger at me for wanting to wear house slippers to church.
It hit me hard. I cried. A lot.
Here is a link for a song that I love. It makes me cry every time I hear it. And yes, sometimes I listen to it when I feel like I NEED a good cry. Go Listen!
Wasn't that great? Are you crying now? Have I ruined your makeup? If so, I'm terribly sorry. However, it was completely worth it. I LOVE that song, and I hope you do too.
I got my pictures back from Michelle!!! There are far too many to post here, but I'll get a slideshow posted on here soon. I also set up a Shutterfly account where you can view them all.
I will never be able to show Michelle just how grateful I am; I pray that the Lord will bless her, just as she has blessed me.
Love to you all,
Kelli
