a bowl of ants
I remember being more emotional when I was pregnant with the boys. But not like this. Some may say it is because they think I am carrying a girl this time, others because I am older, or maybe it is because I have more children and more responsibility now. And really, to be honest, the past few years have been full of emotion. There have been moments of gasping for air between sobs when my legs have buckled under the weight of my heart. Moments of extreme frustration, anger, sadness and also huge mountaintops of joy and celebration. It has been anything but boring. And so while much of my latest journey could be due to the hormone surges going on in my body, I am also realizing that God is using this season to refine my heart. Nesting. All creatures do it in preparation for new life to join their world. It is a natural and necessary desire to make preparations for a new child to join the family. Somewhere along the way, though, a seed of discontentment planted itself in my s