Stress Relief


A few evenings ago Daniel came home from work, took one look at me, and suggested we go pass a soccer ball in the backyard. I had been having a particularly emotional day--something I haven't really experienced much throughout this pregnancy until lately, and now it kind of feels like all those crazy hormones I kept reading about were saving themselves up to attack me at the very end.  

I'm blessed to have a man who just keeps taking this whole adventure as it comes, and one who laughs at the faces I make after kicking a soccer ball across the yard at nine months pregnant (felt kind of like someone had punched me in the crotch).  

-J