This stone is getting pretty heavy
Up, up, up I push it, and there it goes, right back down again.
Sometimes it gets wedged against a tree.
And if it is raining, lightning might strike that tree, and the resulting fire scorches the stone as it continues on its path.
But! MY stone? It gathers no moss.
Sometimes it gets wedged against a tree.
And if it is raining, lightning might strike that tree, and the resulting fire scorches the stone as it continues on its path.
But! MY stone? It gathers no moss.
- Self imposed bedrest.
- 9 weeks today!
- Spotting.
Since I've spent my day gazing at TP, here's some better T.P. for entertainment purposes:
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
Oh don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
Don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
I'll be your bleedin' heart, I'll be your cryin' fool
Don't let this go too far
Don't let it get to you
(Thanks, Tom)
posted by Julie at 2:02 PM
6 Comments:
Oh no:( I'm wishing harder than you can know for this to be ok. Take it very easy (((hugs)))
I hope the spotting passes soon and that everything is okay. (((hugs)))
I hope that spotting is the baby digging in roots like it's supposed to.
Keeping you in my thoughts, and praying it's nothing but harmless spotting. Keep us posted. ((((hugs))))
How funny. I've been thinking of that same song myself.
HOpe all is well.
Hoping it's nothing and thinking good thoughts for you.
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