Little Graces

Well, its been 7 weeks now that I've felt "morning sickness" (who really came up with that name? I think it must have been a man, because this sickness in no way is confined to the realms of the morning) and I think I'm ready to vent. It has been horrible. Really. It is just so much worse this time around. The last few weeks I wanted someone to knock me unconscious and keep me there until the first trimester is over. I didn't know how I was going to make it through.

But then, there are always those little graces. Just little (and some big) things that help pull me out of despair and the grime of the bathroom. Here are just a few:
1. MEDICINE- I am SO grateful for whoever invented medicine to help with nausea. It has made a night/day difference
2. a HUSBAND who can scrub toilets, take out trash, dust, vacuum, and do dishes
3. a 3 year old who can play quietly on the floor while mommy passes out for a few minutes on the couch. who gets me special "candies" to help my tummy. who throws trash away. who just learned how to fold clothes and put them away. who is potty-trained.
4. for friends who let me cry when I think I can't go on and who remind me that we have an exceptional God.

Well, I do feel better now. With my new medicine and only a couple weeks left, I think I will survive. Thanks for listening!