Dear weather, I am in love. Thank goodness it feels like fall today! Finally I can break out the sweaters and scarves. Dear house, how do you keep getting so dirty? I don't feel like we get this messy every day, but somehow I have to continually clean you. Where is it all coming from? Dear Walker, I adore your movements (just not at 4am). Please stay put for a few more weeks. Mommy doesn't want you coming until you are big and strong and ready to face the world. Dear pregnancy, I am just about over you. Between the back aches, the Braxton hicks, the heartburn, and the inability to breath lets just say I am ready for sleepless night due to holding my baby instead of being uncomfortable. Dear husband, you work so hard to support this family. I don't think I tell you nearly enough how much we appreciate that. You are the most amazing person for putting up with me these last few weeks. I really got lucky in the spouse department.
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