Carry that weight...

Is it any wonder I've been quiet in these parts of late?

I've had much to carry around with me.  

And patience too, can be exhausting.

I misdiagnosed my due date - you'd think I'd know what I was doing by baby number five - but I have never been so huge before in the ole' belly - and I suppose I've never had my fifth baby before, and every pregnancy is different...

So, determined to remain the organic, home birth, hippie kind of unconventional woman I am - I wait on.

Because it's not about my discomfort, or my impatience, but the importance is my baby, and his or her, good health.  So I am comforted and resigned to the certainty, that birth day, is an uncertain thing - which will arrive when it is ready, when baby and Lord will it to be.

Be assured I am so very well! And while I cannot reach the piano keys quite so well as normal, I am still making music with all my heart and soul.

Just checking in - and loving you from where I'm (uncomfortably) sitting - hoping you're oh so well and safe, and happy, and loved, and prospering!

And I am looking forward to the blog post when I can tell you all about this new babe of mine.  I cannot wait for you to meet them.

Shell xx