I'm still here.
Still pregnant. 16 weeks on Friday. Its going fast and slow all at the same time.
I've been overwelmed. Homeschool. Housework. And trying to regain control of the mess that took place during my first trimester. My house has paid the price.
Chasing after Lillie. Or Goldie Locks as we sometimes call her. Ringlets of golden hair. A wild child at heart.
I've cried so many times these last few weeks wondering and praying how I'm going to do it all when this baby comes.
I'm scared. I'm scared that I won't be able to handle it.
But at the same time there is a calm. I know it comes from Him.
He placed this child inside my womb. He is teaching me that I can't do it all.
I have to give Grace and learn daily to accept His.
