Hello, everyone! If we aren’t friends on Facebook, you might be wondering where I’ve been. Here I was, strolling along and becoming *somewhat* regular in my postings, and bam! Nothing for about 6 weeks.
I hope you will forgive me, friends. Recently –well, let’s see, about 6 weeks ago — I found we’re expecting a baby! 🙂 Yay! We are super excited, but I have been super sick. In all 5 of my pregnancies (I miscarried our first child), this has been THE toughest, worst morning sickness I’ve ever experienced. As in, lay-on-the-couch-all-day (no exaggeration), throw-up-most-of-what-you-eat, don’t-even-think-about-showering morning sickness. I have done little but lie around, throw up and pray the kids found something for breakfast (on the plus side, it’s amazing how helpful my 7 year old has become!). I can’t wait for this, umm, ‘beautiful’ first trimester to be complete. I also think it somewhat ironic that after coming off of a month of waiting in the presence of God with no agenda and emptying myself of personal ambition to wait at His feet, I still find myself on my knees in desperation of Him and His presence (although this time at the foot of a toilet bowl, crying out to God that I make it another day). Ha!
Anyway, I hope to return to blogging in about a month, if I’m feeling better. In the meantime, I would love your prayers. I’m not exaggerating; this is one of the hardest things I’ve gone through, and it’s taking a toll on our family, where Dad is now managing everything from working full time, family meals, and his 2 final college classes. I want to kick my former pregnant self, where I would complain about how I threw up once or twice the entire pregancy. What a sissy!
On that note, thank you so much for reading and taking the time to follow a somewhat spacey mother, who catches her train of thought just in time to nauseously toss it up with last night’s supper. I’m going to sip some Gatorade and try to keep down the bagel I had for breakfast. Be blessed, and be fearless!