Either I've finally acquired thick skin, or perhaps this pregnancy
isn't as prone to emotional melt-down from the commentary of complete
strangers who feel compelled to address me.
I am so thrilled to be only 6 weeks away from my due date because the nesting
urge is setting in, and I can put my hands to work at preparing a special
spot for this babe while my heart dreams of being on the holding side.
Since I was 5 months along, folks have been asking when this baby is due.
My answer generally stirs up a response of surprise, and for the last 3
months I've looked forward to being as close as I've felt all along :-D
Susanna took this picture of me today after we got home from a grocery
While waiting for the last of our produce to be bagged, the checker asked
how many children I have. I told her this is my tenth. In the course of kind
exclamation, she generously said I didn't look like I could have ten children (thank you, oh thank you!).
She told me that she had a good friend growing up who was second of fifteen.
The oldest was seventeen when the fifteenth was born - no twins!
There's always a story to put your own in perspective, eh?
And then while I was loading bags into my vehicle, yet another woman
asked my due date.
"Not until December" I smiled.
Her eyebrows raised visibly.
"You look like you could pop any time!" she said.
When I thought of being a mom, I never dreamed of THIS! ~Five heart melting smiles ~never getting tired of midnight feedings ~having all the answers ~not minding dirty faces ~enjoying watching the boys eat! ~falling in love with pigtails ~appreciating overalls ~appreciating a washing machine! ~wanting to do everything better ~falling in love a million times