Today, my baby turns 7. Seven seems so big. Thankfully, she still lets me get hugs and snuggles sometimes. Sadly, I know that won't last forever. To celebrate her birthday, I took the girls to the Children's Museum. There's a new Ninja Turtle exhibit that the birthday girl wanted to see. Then, when Daddy gets home from work, we're going to have a little cake, give Emma her birthday present, and then go see Hotel Transylvania 2 as a family. Super fun! Meanwhile, I'm trying very hard not to be a major party pooper. I had all kinds of fantastic pregnancy symptoms that perfectly fit with the timing of things, and allowed myself more hope than usual. So, I took a pregnancy test on Wednesday. I was so sure it would be positive, and that we would wait until today to tell Emma, as an extra, exciting birthday present. Yeah...no. I'm just feeling very discouraged, disappointed, and hopeless at the moment. Of course, it helps nothing that Emma didn't go to sleep last night until almost midnight, and then woke me up at 2:30 and 3, so I'm exhausted physically as well as emotionally and spiritually. Then, when I got up this morning, I let the dog out, and then Bella (who is home for Fall Break) comes down the stairs before I could even make coffee, let alone sit down, have a cup, and have any kind of time to myself. I had a nice long shower (and cry), and oiled up. I am doing some better, but still forcing myself to fake happiness so that Emma has a good birthday. I think I'll put more oils on when we get home. Prayers for my peace and mood improvement would be much appreciated.
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