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I am about to fall asleep at 8:35 on a Friday night, but for some reason I felt like I needed to write something.
Somehow in the last 24 hours, I have acquired for the baby a swing, stroller, bouncy seat, and promise of a carseat, Boppy, and exersaucer. Holy cow. And Mr. V and I are probably buying a crib tomorrow at the consignment sale at church. I feel a little insane. 1. We don’t have room for this stuff! AHHH! 2. I am only 10 weeks pregnant and so in a way I am scared. There are all sorts of tales about not buying until you are done with the first trimester. In some places they don’t buy anything until the baby is actually born. So you don’t jinx anything. The doctor made me feel very positive that everything was fine and I had no reason to be worried, but of course I am worried anyway. As long as I am sick, it actually makes me feel better because I know something is going on.
Amanda recently posted about how having a baby is a great picture of faith. During this time when I am not showing and can’t feel the baby, I just have to believe it’s hanging out in there, getting bigger like it should, its little heart beating happily. A great thought.
OK, now I’m really exhausted. YAWN!