Found out today that another coworker is pregnant, due in November.
For those of you keeping score, that makes four total IRL.
And I'm hostessing a surprise baby shower this coming Tuesday for the one who is due in June.
I feel like my comment in bible study Monday night about being at peace about the baby situation was heard as a challenge. Like the Enemy heard it and said, "Peace, huh? We'll see about that."
Trying to hang on and focus on the positive things. Like the awesome week R and I spent without the kids, just being married and focusing on each other. No way we could do that with another little one.
Am I supposed to learn something here? Am I supposed to have some great AH-HA that settles everything once and for all?
The only thing I have right now is an excess of tired; I can't remember the last time I was so exhausted. So, rather than stay up and torture myself, I'm going to pour myself a drink and crawl into bed.