1. Baby is in my belly. I smell everything.
2. He maketh me to lie down and ignore my chores, he leadeth me back to the bedroom.
3. She draineth my energy. She leads me in paths of rest for her health's sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the alley (and mountain, and valley, and mountain) of mood swings, my husband will fear no evil. His computer and the dogs, they comfort him.
5. Thou preparest a table of saltines before me, thou annointest my head with thoughts. My c cups runneth over.
6. Surely the pitter patter of little feet will follow me soon; and we will dwell in the house of parenthood forever.
Amen.
God bless and see you soon,
Joelle
P.S. I'm told it gets better after you pass the first trimester.
