Sick of it?

Happy Friday, Carter. I am so happy it's nearly the weekend. Happy that I'll have some time to hopefully decompress and just veg a bit. It's been a week filled with many, many emotions.

Speaking of emotions, I can't even remember where I was but earlier this week someone asked me if I was done with/sick of being pregnant yet. My thought was simply, no. No, I am not sick of this. Yes, I've been pregnant for a long time if you consider being prego with you too, but this time is so different. Yes, I am warm...but it's the summer time so it's supposed to be warm. Yes, I am struggling with all the weight I am gaining and the seemingly constant comments about how "big" I look. But, your little sister is growing just like she should and I am so very grateful for that. I on the other hand will just work my tail off once Abby is here safe and sound so I can feel good about myself again. Yes, I am having troubles sleeping because I can't get comfortable. But that's ok too.

I am truly trying my best to enjoy every day I have with Abby. I am grateful for each and every move I feel from her. I am grateful that she seems as healthy and as perfect as a baby at 31 weeks gestation can. I am grateful for so many things. I am so very grateful for your daddy who, despite my crankiness and irritability and so many unpleasant qualities, loves me. I am grateful for your big sister who each morning gives me the sweetest smiles and tells me she loves me.

I am hoping and praying that I will remain grateful like this until little Abby safely makes her appearance. I was looking online today and saw this verse that gives me great hope for what will (see I'm hoping and trying to be more positive) happen here in less than two months.

You thrill me, Lord, with all you have done for me! I sing for joy because of what you have done. Psalm 92:4 NLT

I am waiting to once again be thrilled by God. I know I am loved by Him and I am truly grateful for God's love for me which is more than I could ever imagine, but I want to speak those words at the beginning of September with a smile across my face that goes from ear to ear.

I love you, Carter.