Miracles and Blessings

Seems like the nausea isn't gone yet. I've been sick to my stomach since yesterday afternoon. I tried to eat a baked potato last night and not even that stayed down. What's really gone? Even today my appetite has been scarce but I did manage to eat something for lunch (brown rice and veggies). Still suffering from some constipation but I'll just have to wait this out and keep eating prunes. On a lighter note, the baby has been moving and jumping for most of the day so I feel really good about that. Thank you, Jesus.

I don't have any plans for the weekend. Kanetta is stopping by tonight and we're going to dinner and probably the mall. Nothing much; just a relaxing evening. I'm definitely going home to a nap before she gets there though. I need to rest. I'll also have to get a new pair of shoes. Now that the midwife has given me the green light to start exercising, I plan to do just that. No plans for Saturday, probably just sit around the house and rest before returning to work Monday.

I'm still thinking about this moving thing and trying to decide if transferring to another apartment in the complex would be ideal or should I just move all together. At this point, I can afford where I live but I don't want to did myself in too deep into an apartment I can't handle.

Holly, one of my MDC buddies, is 12 wks and found out that he baby was measuring at 6 wks with no heartbeat. The baby died. My heart really goes out her. She and I have grown rather close and I just feel so bad for her. It is so sad. I keep worrying and wondering about my child and need to just be thankful. Thank the Lord I have this tiny blessing in me that is flipping, growing and with a strong heartbeat. Thank you Jesus. I read an interesting article on MSN today about single parenting. I can't worry and concern myself with if whether or not he's going to be there and help the way he should. I know K will love this child with every part of his soul but even if things don't work out, I will not concern myself with anything else other than making sure my child enjoys life. It's so funny to hear him refer to the baby as "my baby". It's ironic that I was looking at pictures of him pushing our friend's daugther's stroller and holding her when we all took a road trip last year. Ironic that he's going to be doing the same thing here shortly.

My other MDC friend, Angela, got to see her baby and hear the heartbeat. I guess it made it all real to her the same way it did me. Amazing thing life is.

Let me wrap this up because my eyes are beginning to drift close at my desk and I still have an hour left in the office.