The Choices We Make

When my husband and I were engaged, I distinctly remember him promising me that once we were married he would give me a massage every night before we went to sleep. I looked forward to this with blissful expectation.

Don't get me wrong, my hubby loves me, serves me and is far more wonderful to me than I deserve, but, as you probably guessed, that pre-wedding promise of every single night didn't make it out of the starting gates.

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Waiting for a Blueberry

Time is a funny thing. Most of my adult life has been spent wishing I could somehow slow time down or add more hours into the day or days into the week. This last week has been a new experience. 

In hindsight, this entire pregnancy has gone by very quickly but the last 3 weeks are  s l o w l y   c r a w l i n g  by like I’ve haven’t experienced in quite some time- probably since the weeks leading up to Christmas between the ages of 5 and 10.  

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