Monday and still waiting. Found out my midwife is sick so I guess that’s why the Lord is holding off on things. Heartburn is nasty, kids are antsy and cranky, Mom is tired (found out I was forgetting to take my prenatal pill — Ooops!!), but other than that we are doing fine.
Maranatha crawled into bed with me last night and said “I want Dad” (or maybe she just said “I want in”). I told her I did too, and let her cuddle for a while.
Payden is walking. It’s so funny to watch him screw up his nose and close his eyes and chuckle delightedly as he takes off. He thinks he’s hot stuff. =) He hasn’t figured out yet that he would have a better chance of staying upright if he kept his eyes open.
