No. 5 is alive
We are very relieved to announce that No. 5 has survived to 11 weeks, 5 days.
We are very relieved to announce that No. 5 has survived to 11 weeks, 5 days.
Valor is really looking forward to the day he can open up the presents that are starting to appear under the tree. He massages and rearranges them every day, so I don’t know what kind of shape they’ll be in by Christmas. He’s not the only one around here who is longing to know what next week will bring.
The God who gives life to the dead and calls into being things that were not (Rom. 4:17) would be sustaining No. 5’s eternal soul even if He did not sustain his or her body…but God, who is rich in mercy, has blessed us with a healthy baby at 16 weeks.
So yesterday was my 24-week ultrasound and I was straining to see the gestational age as the tech drew her little ovals around the head and stomach.
I realize that many of our readers are not up to this, and that’s fine. But for the few die-hard puzzlers out there who enjoy a bit of number crunching… game on!
It’s been way too long since I posted about cloth diapering. But tonight as I put what I think might be Valor’s last load into to the washing machine, I figured it’s now or never.