That's the date of our ultrasound. I'm hoping that baby Honea will cooperate and tell us what it is. In the meantime, I'm just wanting this work week to end quickly so next week can hurry up and get here! I seriously can't concentrate. It's like being a little kid and anxious for Christmas morning. I have to say though, whether this baby is a boy or a girl, it's gotta be by far the best present I've ever been given.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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Boy, that is so true. I'm beginning to see that God doesn't just bless us with children to simply raise, but in our lowest moments, they can lift us with their little selves simply by being them. They are the most precious gifts ever.
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