Author: hannah.ananas

On the way to San Antonio and the Alamo, on our first car ride with the baby, the baby had her first blowout in over a month. And it was a bad one. It got all over her outfit that I’d prepped for the Alamo photo, as well as all over her car seat. You know, the one she still had to use for another hour and a half.

So, that was a ridiculous stop at a crappy gas station with a very crappy and rather icky bathroom with no paper towels.

So, we pivoted to doing the Alamo another time. Possibly still this weekend, possibly not. But I’m still rooting for this weekend. We brought the hat and boots and outfit…

Anyway, as I said on our way getting back on the road, she certainly made the first road trip memorable. Haha

Thank you, God, for my daughter. Please, keep us and my family safe and well and together. Keep my husband especially safe this next week, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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I just found out that another significant teacher of mine has passed away. John White. He was 81. I am so grateful to have known him and to have learned from him. Thank you, John.

Thank you, God. Welcome his soul well, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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We are in bed, sleeping. I am on my back. My husband rolls over and flops his arm on top of me, hitting my arms that are wrapped around the baby sleeping on my chest. “P—!” He pulls his arm off quickly.

‘Is there a baby there??’ I pause before answering, looking down at her to make sure she’s okay. As I wake up more, I process fully…

‘… No. But I thought there was.’ We both laugh, neither of us even fully awake. We realize that I am cuddling my large elephant stuffed animal that usually sleeps next to me. It tricked me into thinking it was our child, who, in fact, is in her crib in the other room, totally fine and still asleep.

😛

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I was actually doing reasonably on going to bed at a good time tonight. Then the baby woke from hunger – guess she had just been super tired earlier, and actually was still hungry when I put her to bed. Here I am, hours later than it seemed I’d get to bed, finally going to sleep.

Ugh.

I hope my husband cuddles me when he gets home tonight.

Thank you for my family and home, God. Please, keep them well and safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Everything is perfect, as it is in God’s hands. I must remember that, and I must allow myself to feel that.

Thank you, God. Thank you, Lord. Please, keep us safe and together and make us well. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Tonight, I am over social media. We shall see if it holds out tomorrow, of course. But, instead of going to bed when I was basically ready to go to sleep, minus the need to brush and floss my teeth and do my stretches, I looked through things on social media for almost an hour and a half. Absolutely ridiculous. Yes, I found some very useful clips and information – recipes, hacks for baby stuff, etc. – but I also lost up to two hours of great sleep. Not cool.

So, goodnight, two hours later than intended.

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Costco updated their app today, and it requires a system software that my phone can’t run. They won’t allow the app to run on a previous version – only the newest one. So, I can’t use yet another app anymore.

I hate people sometimes.

And it’s been sometimes a lot recently.

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I love a good book series. I read several throughout my childhood, and the habit has continued into adulthood. I’m delighted always to discover another good series, and I’m happy to say that I seem just recently to have discovered a mighty good one. It will take a few more books to be sure, but I’m really liking these so far. Can you guess what series it is? Brace yourself: The Hardy Boys.

I am delighted to find that I like them so far. I was a fan of the Nancy Drew books I read in high school or college, and I wondered if their ‘male’ counterpart would be to my taste, too.

Anyway, absolutely exhausted, so must turn off the audiobook and sleep. Goodnight.

Thank you, Lord. Keep us safe, please. In your name, we pray. Amen.

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For whatever reason, it feels like my pelvic floor strength is regressing. I was making such big strides, which were making a massive difference in my daily physical life and in how I felt in my head. But this week seems to be unlike the first ones. It doesn’t even feel like progress has slowed, so much as having stepped a bit in reverse. Not a lot, but definitely a little bit the wrong direction here.

Hmm…

Lord, heal my body, please. Keep my family safe and well and together, please. Have them stick with the breast milk, please, and keep M safe and well. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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A conversation:

-Also, I was surprisingly underwhelmed when we saw the baby a little while ago. Is it because I just recently had a baby just like that, so the novelty is gone?
Or am I just borderline heartless?😂
– Hahahaha you are definitely Not heartless!
I think maybe that’s part of it. The novelty aspect
– I started crying as we were walking to the room. But, once we entered, and I saw the baby, I was like ‘Oh. A baby. Cool.’
Haha
– Haha

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