JOY

I am reminded of a day last week where I had an overwhelming amount of pregnancy hormone telling me to cry. I actually thought about it before crying and realized I have nothing to cry about. Although I am not feeling well, Aaron has been taking such good care of me and the boys and the house. My friends have been e-mailing, calling, coming to my rescue on hard days and have volunteered to help in anyway they can. I then began to sob. Not a sob of sadness but of joy. I am being so well taken care of all I could do was cry because of joy. What a great day!