We hiked for the first time on Saturday, and my body has been screaming at me ever since. I'm not sore, mind you. Not even a little crampy. Just. So. Tired.
Here's what SB might look like! (I don't want to know how they got this picture, it is certainly not my baby, but it's really interesting)
I'm told the baby can really function now! And grimace and suck its thumb. I imagine SB is grimacing because it wants to meet its awesome mommy and daddy! ;) It's like- enough of this swimming. Time to play!
I'm reminded of a song my mom sang to me growing up:
He's still working on me
To make me what I ought to be
It took him just a week to make the moon and the stars
The sun and the moon and Jupiter and Mars
How loving and patient He must be!
'Cause He's still working on me.
AND now I'm crying. I used to be scared, but now I'm not. Because I've owned that God makes everything beautiful in His time. Allow me to be on HIS time schedule and not my own.
Happy 14 weeks, SB. Mommy Loves You.