The day I've been dreading for almost 8 months is right around the corner. My due date. 
Baby number 2 should be making his or her grand entrance into this world in just five weeks. But he/she isn't. And I am still not expecting. 
While it's been tough, I can say, I think I am reaching a place of peace with the whole thing. I'm ok. I've reached a place where even if I don't have more babies, I think I will be just fine with the perfect little girl that I do have. 
I am blessed and I know that. Finally. It has taken me since Septemeber to get here, but here I am. 
 
Despite it all, things are great. I am happy. Really, life couldn't get better unless another little one did join our family.
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| Look at this face! | 
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| Finally permitting our lot! Ready to see some concrete! | 






