I had something real that I wanted to share today on here. But the synapse pruning of pregnancy is very real. The other day, it felt like one was clipped while I was mid-sentence. I had a clear train of thought, and specific idea I was sharing, and I knew exactly what came next, which was about to flow off my tongue easily. And then, suddenly, the words had disappeared entirely, and I couldn’t even remember what sentence I was in the middle of saying. Not even the beginning that I had already and just said. None of it. It was just… poof! Gone.
So weird.
But I do get it. Must prepare for intense and high-rate learning. Just a shame to have the synapses pruned mid-thought. Because it was a good thought. ::big sigh
Thank you, God, for this blessing. Thank you for our midwife. Thank you for having my family meet her tonight and get along very well and easily with her. Thank you for your guidance. Please, continue to guide me clearly and lovingly. Make it always clear what your will is in my life, please, and help me to follow it with ease and grace. Make me and the baby well, please, and keep us both safe. Keep my husband safe, please. Make my family well and safe, too, please. In your name, I pray. Amen. Oh – P.S. Can we do January 11th, please? By your will, of course. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2024
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