Hmmmm...lots to write about...but not much of it is lighthearted...
Going through a tough personal situation, still trying not to drown in the tidal wave of motherhood, and just found out that a friend is facing the hardest decision of her life. You see, she is about 24 weeks pregnant and the doctors just told her that the baby has severe abnormalities. They say his bones are broken and he won't make it to birth. He will develop his frontal lobe soon which means he will feel the pain of the broken bones. They are suggesting that she allow them to induce labor so that the baby will not have to experience pain. She is torn. He kicks and hiccups in her womb. My heart is heavy. Pray for her and her husband.
On a lighter note (there usually is always a lighter note), here is the conversation I overheard between Noah and Ricky today.
Ricky: You smell. Did you poop?
Noah: (matter of factly) No, just farted. I no need to change my diaper.