All of this was unexpected, but so appreciated. The truth is, fatigue has gotten the
best of me all of me. In the past month I have dropped the ball around the house. When I get home I take off my shoes, sit on the couch, close my eyes, and time disappears. Laundry piles up to the point that Kyle has to get a white t-shirt out of the dryer in the morning, everything I cook seems to show a lack of effort, and the fridge is empty, yet the grocery store (although literally across the street) feels miles and miles away. Bottom line - I need to get my act together. Yes I realize by God's amazing grace and through His mighty power I am creating another life within me. Yes, I understand this takes an exorbitant amount of energy. However my duties in the home can't just come to a halt. Proverbs 31 doesn’t have a footnote that says “disregard this passage when expecting.” The good thing is I am now entering the second trimester and I hear energy takes an upswing.
The rest of the weekend was wonderful! We stayed in Friday night to watch the Olympic ceremony. Saturday we relaxed, went out for dinner that evening, and came home to watch a movie.
It's hard to believe this was our last Valentine's day as a family of two. Next year we will spend it with a 6 month old, Lord willing. Wow! Will I be his Valentine? Or will Kyle be hers? I guess we'll know in about seven weeks.