So, what’s new.
The baby in my belly is a boy.
I can’t sleep right now.
Sam is awesome and I love him.
I am a fallen yet redeemed creature who mostly struggles to get through each day. I am grumpy, mean, irritable, sleepy, hungry, tired, exhausted, self-centered, and I don’t suffer well.
But there is grace. Grace enough for me.
God loves me, in spite of and in my failings and shortcomings.
He gives me good gifts, like my family and food and Sam and kicky baby boys. Gifts that I do not deserve.
I am loved. I know it’s crazy — I can hardly believe it myself — but I am loved.