It’s late. Way too late for me to be up. I’m on holidays, I’m staying at my mom’s right now and for some reason I always have such a hard time making myself go to sleep when I am away. No matter how tired I am, I push myself to the last minute, until I literally drop-dead, but actually not literally, just literally drop-sleep.
My 17-month-old thinks that 5:30 a.m. is a great time to wake up whilst on holidays. Today, he thought what the heck, 5:30 has been so fun, let’s see what we can do at 4:30!
And yet, I stay up late.
We spent a week at Clearview Christian Camp last week, with two teens from our youth group and a handful of Roberts’ and Petersons. It was practically a family reunion. Then my mom picked the children and I up, and Peter headed back to Calgary with the teens, and we went to an actual family reunion on the Dixon (my mom’s side). I visited my Grandma and my dad and Dotty on Monday, and today I slept a lot (4:30am wake up, remember) and then had supper with my Grandma and my Aunt, Uncle and cousins.
I am tired, and yet, I stay up late.
I have read 3.5 books in the last two weeks. I review Christian books for free in exchange for an honest review. I received three books from BookSneeze to review in August, and for the heck of it, I thought I’d request another one yesterday. It was an e-book, so I downloaded it immediately and was finished by today. I posted my review on Inspired Mama. More reviews, obviously, will be coming soon. And also, more actual posts. Once I’m a little less tired. (Will that ever happen?) One good thing about getting up at 4:30 a.m. is that I have lots of time to read while a certain little boy snuggles on my lap.
I love my family. I love the Lord who gave me my family. I am in a pretty loving place right now I guess you could say.
Oh yeah, I’m 19 weeks pregnant now. Not really sure how I’m pretty much already halfway, but it happened. Baby is moving quite a bit now, though he/she is still too small to be able to feel the movements from the outside. I have our 18-20 week ultrasound on Tuesday when I get back to Calgary, I’ll be 20 weeks. We will then know if it’s a boy or a girl, and I seriously can’t wait to know. I discovered the cause of my back pain and I’m very happy to have a name to put to this pain that bothered me during my pregnancy with Ezra and now this pregnancy too. If you really care you can read about Pelvic Girdle Pain (awesome name, right?) here.
Anyway, I’m going to go read a little bit of a book I’m finishing up. I’ll probably be done it by about 6 a.m. tomorrow. I’ll read tonight until I drop-sleep, even though I know Ezra will have me up early. I’m tired, and yet…