I know I owe you recaps. I know I still have to write the majority of my thank you notes. I know I still have to pick out all the professional photos we want printed. I know I have a super messy house where I consider it an accomplishment if we have a supply of clean laundry and enough clean dishes to eat off of (which, lets be honest, has mostly fallen to Keith lately).
But I have a reason for all this. For the last ten and a half weeks, I’ve been sort of busy. The type of busy that has me exhausted and sick and (quite frankly!) hating life. Turns out I don’t do so well when I feel like crap the majority of the time (who knew?!).
And then I saw this little nugget waving their arm at me in a darkened ultrasound room. And I heard a heartbeat that was not my own fill the room.
And you know… All these weeks of misery? Kind of worth it.
Actually, make that totally worth it.
