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Me and my little inutero companion :)

Yesterday was a difficult day. Moving from place to place is overwhelming to me. Remember my ant hills to mountains post. Something small can look, feel and to me, become huge, overwhelming, suffocating. Being by myself, unsocial and withdrawn is the most comfirtable place for me. It's not overwhelming. It's quiet, I can easily pass the time with little movement or thought. It's strange for me, who is an extrovert, a social butterfly. I love people, I love talking and visiting different places. But the reality is I'm not the same person I was 7 months ago. I'm transforming, surviving from day to day. 5 weeks until admission. I know The Lord will make me whole and beautiful inside and out for His will. 
I bought the littles a slide and an activity table yesterday. A fun distraction that warmed my heart and put a smile on my face. I rested well last night knowing my babies played themselves sleepy :)



Thank you to another sweet friend who brought dinner for my family. Who gave a beautiful card to my mom. Thank you for speaking straight to my heart. For putting smiles on my family's face. For loving us with a God-given grace. You have blessed us :) 

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