I said I wanted to do something creative, right, so I started this hybrid scrapbook project sometime 2-3 weeks ago. I have not done any progress since, and I’m currently waiting for some spark of creativity to come my way so that I can get it going. (In other words, the project is in the brink of abandonment.)
You may have noticed my lack of update for my 52 Saturdays Project too. Yeah, that. I’ve been diligently taking photographs every Saturday albeit failing to update this blog; so that post should come around one of these days when I’m not feeling too.. pregnant.
I’m entering my 12th week of pregnancy now, the nausea has significantly lessened, and I’ve been throwing up less, too. But it still feels like I’m running marathons everyday; I’m just soo tired all the time! Every night I go straight home from work and just.. crash.
One night last week, however, was a breakthrough. We went out to watch The Avengers on its premier night because my husband made me promise we would go; and with everything he’s endured these past few weeks—the food cravings, the mood swings, all those long hours he would spend watching me sleep lol—I just had to give in. So we went to watch it with some man friends, and the movie was A W E S O M E. For a moment there I thought about naming one of our babies “Thor”, but yeah.. just for a moment. Aside from the fact that I enjoyed the movie myself, I love that it made the husband happy. Mission accomplished!
Last Saturday, we spent some time at our house in Caloocan, where I grew up. I can’t remember the last time I was there; it sure feels good to have some reminiscing especially when there are so many changes happening around me (and inside of me).
And last Sunday, I lead praise & worship in church again, and I stood up there conscious that the twins were with me on stage. I imagined how it would be like, years from now, when I tell them stories about how they were, like, praise & worship leaders at their young, fetal age. :)
So much stories to share, so much to remember. I have not done a lot of blogging and writing lately but I do know that someday, I’ll look back and know that God has yet again proven Himself to be faithful, and gracious, and true, in this chapter of our lives.
I thank God for times like these—days when I’m reminded that all the struggles in between are truly worth it, and nights when I can rest in the warm assurance that He knows exactly what He’s doing, and His plans are great.