I rock them to sleep with spoken lullabies of love. Love that never fails and endures through time.
The love of their mother who prays to be enough.
The love of Grandparents in heaven who are always near.
And the greatest Love of all. The Love that heals broken hearts and dreams. The Love that soothes fears and promises a life complete. The Love that brings light to the dark and joy to the sad.
Their lullaby is a story of children loved so deeply on both sides of the veil.
Monday, December 08, 2008
I just peed my pants a little when I sneezed. I guess this pregnancy has officially begun!
9 comments:
Love you:) Last week was so fun! Let's do lunch one of these days.
Yeah, that constitutes as an over share...make no mistake.
Keeping it classy since 1979
hee hee. When I puked a couple weeks ago ON MY ANNIVERSARY I didn't just pee, I wet myself. Not my most attractive moment.
Haha! I'm always worried I'll puke with the reflux I'm experiencing. Not sure which is better: peeing or puking. Sorry to gross you out!
that is too funny!! Well I guess not really but all of us mothers can relate to that!!
Is that how we gauge when our pregnancy starts? Then mine started this summer when I was on the trampoline. I wasn't actually pregnant...but still.
I usually know mine has actually begun when I have a bag of cheetos in one hand and a bottle of tums in the other. Like right now for example.
yup Rachel, double fisting it. been there, done that.
Rule #1 of blogging:
- Posts must be longer than one line so people don't miss them for an entire week.
I mean, seriously...I'm always up for a good pee pee joke. (I assume you say pee pee, since you say pooed.)
Post a Comment