I'm thinking back over what I wrote. And noticing how I sound.
Angry, still. Sad. Pessimistic. Maybe a bit hopeful?
I still got a long ways to go, with everything.
I want to learn from all of this. Being pregnant has taught me so much, and opened my eyes to so much, some times whether I wanted to or not. But one thing I'm thinking al0t about is what is really important to me. This baby, my family, my work. But yet I have so much fear, and it feels like so little faith at times.
I'm too tired to think anymore right now and Cucumber has settled to kick me on just one side, which means I need to go to bed.
Maybe not thinking is the key to this one.
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