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In Sickness and in Health

For those who do not know, the whole family has been under the weather for the last two weeks. It started out with me, having my 3rd cold of this pregnancy, which turned in to more of a sinus infection/flu thingy. Then Halloran got pnuemonia and was in the hospital for a couple of days last week, and now Tom has my cold-which I still have- and Brady had a slight fever two days this week. And I have only 3 hours of sick time left at work.

Amongst this chaos, I've learned a couple of things: I love my husband very much, more than I ever thought I could and could not raise my children without his presence (and I need to remember that during the times he annoys me), patience is a virtue-a concept I am still learning but getting better at, the baby in my uterus can really put up with a lot (hard coughing, less oxygen, and antibiotics) and I have learned that despite how my pelvic area may feel, you can't cough yourself in to labor. Laugh when my sons says in public, "Mommy, you have boogers, you need a kleenex?" instead of becoming embarassed. Most importantly, I've been thanking God and asking for his guidance through all of this a lot more than I have in a long time, and it has been wonderful.

We've started attending First Baptist in Cambridge, the place I least expected to connect with. I've always had this preconception about the larger churches in our small town such as, cliques, only upper class families, it's "Baptist", and not feeling totally welcome. I have been proven totally wrong in all of these categories. I have not seen a "clique" mentality, yes of course there is upper class but they were not what I thought they would be, the term "Baptist" does not hold the same connotation it used to hold for me, and we have felt nothing but welcome there. It has been great, especially since my husband has not been totally a faith driven type of person. But he loves it there, and actually looks forward to going each Sunday to listen to the next sermon. This is totally something I have been praying for, for a long time. God really does answer our prayers, it just does not always happen when we want it to, or when we expect it to.

I truly love my husband, in sickness and in health, and have totally seen and been shown how much he loves me and our family that we are creating.

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Miss said…
Hello! i am glad you commented on my blog so I could find yours! I have to say I was not even sure you were pg until like a week ago. And I was still nervous to ask! =) So YEAH! Congrats! how far apart ar each of your kids going to be?
Also, I am sooooo glad you are enjoying being at First B! We also never expected to love it and it is home to us now! Talk soon! Melissa

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