And my heart breaks

This morning, a friend from church lost his grandson when the baby accidentally drowned in his pool. As my facebook blows up with all of the posts about this tragedy, my heart breaks. I wish there was something we could do for them...

This song came to mind. God has certainly broke my heart for what breaks His. Please keep the family in your thoughts and prayers during this extremely hard and difficult time.





Baby K, have fun playing with God and Jesus until your family comes to meet you.

I want to know...

I have so much I want to say, so much that is going on in my mind right now, but I don't want to bore you guys or annoy you. Most of my mind wanderings are baby related (go figure, right?) and I know that topic can very quickly become annoying.

So this is my question for those of you who regularly read: Should I continue to blog about everything that is on my mind (i.e. baby related, diabetes, fears, marriage, etc) like I used to do or should I continue censoring things like I have in the past month or so? If you know me, you probably know that I don't usually censor much unless it may seriously offend someone. Do baby rambles offend you?

Please let me know. Seriously. I love you.

Personality Test- based on images

The Intellectual Hippie

You love to help people, but usually find unconventional and subtle ways of doing it. You're fascinated by what the human mind is capable of creating, and seek the world for moments to enrich your life. You love psychology and philosophy. Your respect for all living beings makes you a humble and likeable person, and the biggest reward is when you get to impart your knowledge to those around you.

• 25% sociable, adventurous, outgoing, energetic
• 75% sympathetic, modest, compliant, forgiving
• 33% efficient, organized, thorough, self-disciplined
• 67% curious, unconventional, imaginative, artistic

Is this me? What do you think? Please take this test and let me know what you get. I think it is super interesting!

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Hearts beating

I had another doctor appointment today to check on me and baby. Things went well and then the doctor told me to lay back  so he could check on the baby's heartbeat. A few of you guys know how nervous I was that there wouldn't be a heartbeat this time and my hopes and dreams would be dashed again. It took everything to bury those thoughts. The doctor took the machine and pressed it to my pelvis. Nothing. He moved it a bit. Still nothing. My fears started rising again. He moved it a bit more and, still, nothing. He then told me that he was going to check one more place and, if he still couldn't find anything, I would go in for an ultrasound to check again. As I stared at the painted ceiling tile, I started saying a little prayer to God and Jesus, asking for a heartbeat to be found. Asking for the baby to still be healthy. I'm surprised I was still able to keep my emotions under control. The doctor checked a little higher than he expected the baby to be at this point.

A heartbeat! A strong, healthy, fast (doctor said it was about 160) heartbeat! Indescribable joy filled my heart. My baby still has a heartbeat and a good one!

When I got in the car, a song was just starting to play and all of those tears I held back, during the fears and then the joys, spilled over.