Throwback to the twelve week bump with the twins. (Who am I kidding? I've just replaced that bump with food haha!)
It's been tough to be completely honest. At first we didn't even want to start thinking about another baby. And when we did in my mind I just assumed that by Christmas we'd be expecting again, it was three months later after all. Well Christmas came and went. A few friends are expecting, one even identical twins. And I was a little jealous and disappointed that my body wasn't getting its act together.
A few weeks ago I went for a run. Gosh I love running and how it helps me put all my thoughts in order and gives me perspective. I had the song "come come ye saints" stuck in my head. Well not the entire song, just a phrase.
"Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard. Tis not so. All is well."
It was a very humbling experience. Here is a song about a group of people with all these unimaginable hardships and I'm over here being upset that I am not getting my way right when I want it.
I'm a goal oriented person, I like to be able to have a goal and work towards it. And have a timeline of how things will work out. Before we got pregnant this last time we knew we needed a bigger vehicle, that my small car wouldn't be able to fit three car seats. Our goal was to purchase a car before we would have another kid. It's been different not knowing what the future holds for us. We're setting different kind of goals and it's exciting, just not where I imagined we would be this time of year.
It's hard relinquishing control. Not being able to plan everything or have it go the way you envisioned. But I'm learning. I've definitely come to understand the saying "come what may and love it" a lot better. Making the best out of everyday and celebrating the small moments. Making sure that I don't miss this time with my girls because I'm longing for what could be in the future or what could have been.
Come what may and love it!




































