Well the dreaded last 2 months have arrived. I know I really have nothing to complain about and am quite blessed to have the privilege of carrying a child without major complications. BUT... these last 10 weeks are always the toughest for me. I could post many ways in which I am miserable, but will spare you the details. The toughest one though is minimal sleep. I toss and turn all night never comfortable and barely sleep a few hours. I am tired all day and a little grumpy with my kids. It definitely gives me a chance to lean on God's strength in my weakness. Oh that these next 9 weeks would go by quickly.
I am posting some pictures from my niece's wedding a few weeks ago. My girls were flower girls. I have never seen them shine quite so bright.
With the girl cousins
And of course Justus was a handsome little man, sporting a vest Scott wore when he was a little boy.
