I'm pretty sure Ava almost did me in; itfelt like that's what was happening somewhere around week 16 when I was hooked up to an IV and completely drained of all fuel. In that moment I was done. DONE.
Because pregnancy isn't just hard on me, it's hard on Hubs, and it's hard in the Bug.
But now this:
Is what my days are full with.
And I find myself thinking,
"I love having babies, I could have another baby right now."
I know! It's ridiculous! The good news is my family is in the hands of a faithful God who used Ava to teach me a very important lesson about just how much control I really have over my family planning situation.
He also gave me Hubs. Also known as "The Voice of Reason"
So for right now I'll just admit I have the fever, but wrangling these two