19 June 2014

Throwback Thursday


I am washing three-month clothes in anticipation of our newest addition. Hanging on the laundry line next to Pete's eighteen-month onesie, it looks so itty-bitty! What a widdle-bitty-cutie-wutie...ahem. I apologize. Pregnancy is a trial in a variety of unexpected ways. But at nineteen weeks, I'm finally starting to relax into the reality that this pregnancy is going well...and at the same time, panic about how much there is to do. The new nursery? It's a storage room at the moment. A very messy storage room [not pictured]. 

Thanks for your prayers for all the people who wear (or will soon wear) onesies around here and their crazy parents.