So, Ava has started to move. In the last three weeks, she has mastered creeping, crawling, and not pulling herself up. It has been the most wonderful, and most exhausting thing to happen since this little princess has arrived! I feel SO tired by the end of he day, well, by noon. :) I don't think I am going to push for the 'first step'.
I have been challenged a lot in the past year. But what God is teaching me, is the true meaning of change, and courage. My head moves in a million different directions daily, I feel joy, fear, anxiety, anger, laughter, energetic, exhaustion, and thankful - every single day. I believe I am feeling constant fatigue because God is preparing me for the next stage in my life, which will only be crazier.
I cannot imagine life with two babies, a home, and a full-time career.
I am thankful today for the promise God gave, that he will not give us more than we can handle. Although I have moments where I feel both full and empty at the same time (full of emotion & anxiety, but empty from any strength to deal with it. Is this what motherhood requires? If so, Ava may not get any siblings :)