Whitney’s body is in full-scale rebellion. Heartburn. Pain. Bi-hourly potty trips.
One result is that my sweetheart can’t get a good night of sleep. Which is particularly disheartening, because she has to HAVE a baby any day, which requires — well — sleeplessness.
I’ll continue to pray — and if you read this, pray with me — that she’ll be able to sleep peacefully from now on. Heartburn quenched. No bathroom trips. Just comfort and slumber.