The flight that went down just off the coast of Tafuna earlier this week with the father son duo on their journey to circumnavigate the world was particularly heartbreaking and literally, close to home.
I figure, all this anxiety and tiredness will dissipate once I get a clean break from the grind, lots of sleep and hopefully have a few meals I enjoy.
I am expecting with our second baby, praise God. I’m just crossing into the second trimester, which means for the last 12 weeks I have been a walking bag of hormonal treachery. (Because you know I’m normally such a ray of sunshine? Shut up.) Completely the opposite from my first pregnancy when I felt as though nothing was really going on except for my voracious appetite and protruding belly.
Well, I am looking forward to some down time, hopefully my mother doesn’t drive me too crazy.
Wish us luck, travelling Gods, be kind!
I hope the rest of you out there are doing well