It dawned on me the other day that when my first 2 kids were around 18 months old I would be pregnant or trying to get pregnant. Well guess what! Ty is 19 months old and there is no baby. This is a wonderful feeling and a sad feeling all at once. I loved being pregnant. It makes me sad to think that I will never give birth to another baby. But I also know my limits and feel incredibly blessed with the 3 beauties that God has entrusted in my care. Now I get to love on my nephew, little Joey.
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