Can I just be honest and confess I feel like my life is a mess?! (hey that rhymes!)
My to-do list is every growing, including registering for EVERYTHING for this little 22 week nugget of mine. Pregnancy acne is in full swing, and I admit, it really has me down. Our poor old house desperately needs some TLC…notice the leaves and weeds that need swept up?
This week has felt like I’m standing in front of a mountain of projects that need done with no time to do them. Not to mention I can’t lift too much or inhale paint fumes. How is this nursery going to happen?
Whew. I don’t like the overwhelmed version of myself. Thank you for letting me be a bit vulnerable and get some of this off my chest. Am I the only one who feels this way?
Somewhere in the back of my mind I realize everything will come together. But the planner in me jumps to worry.
I’ve had this Jon Foreman song on repeat. It’s his version of Psalm 23. Trying to meditate on this passage this week.
God is my shepherd. He makes me to lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside STILL waters. What a peaceful scene.
My sweet husband assures me, all will be well. All will get done. He has such inner calm that I really appreciate. He truly is my earthy prince, my earthy representation of Christ.
Outfit Details: top, skirt, shoes, thrifted (top last seen here); necklace, from a shop in Eureka Springs