12 weeks and an awesome dad...

Well. This past Friday I marked my 12th week of pregnancy. Time seems to be flying yet going to slow. Sometimes I start to freak out and think oh my gosh it's almost September, but then another part of me is like come on! I need all the time I have though to get things in order! I am actually taking a little break from cleaning, organizing, etc. I hate housework! I HATE it! However, I am blessed to be able to work from my very own house when I want to. I can't complain!

Things are going wonderful at the moment! However this past weekend I was walking in fear because my stomach was cramping so bad I wondered what in the world was going on! I cramped from day one but they tapered off as I got to my 10th week so I stopped worrying. Well the cramps came back and were all over my stomach and into my back. They started coming and going and I wondered if I was having contractions because I felt first hand what those felt like when I had a miscarriage. I let my mind take a dangerous way of thinking and I had to tell myself to stop. I got in bed and propped my feet up and chalked it up to doing too much at once. I took it easy and just told God I was done worrying about what the cramps meant and my trust was in Him. After two days I was fine! It all went away and I feel great now! Pregnancy sure does throw some curve balls and makes you wonder! It's amazing what's going on with my and I am hardly showing! Heartburn, indegestion, cramps, nose bleeds...These are still my symptoms. Sometimes not so fun, but reminds me I am growing a baby! SO who cares!!

My dad came this past Sunday and sat down beside me and pulled this purple cloth out of his shirt pocket. I said, "Oh what is this?" I had no idea! He said it's a prayer cloth for you and the baby. He said when I was worried or wasn't feeling well to lay the cloth on my stomach and let my faith in God be restored, that He was in control. He said the cloth had been prayed over and that it would "act" in the same way as if someone was praying for me. I know my dad prayed but I have this feeling he took it to Cowboy Church and I have many many prayers surrounding me! I just took the cloth and put it on my belly and said Amen. I think this might be the most special gift I have ever received. It means the most to me. My dad is such a great man of God and it's does my heart good to watch him grow in the Lord and pass this down to me. What a great man! I love you dad! You will never know what my prayer cloth means to me. You are going to be the best grandpa!

Just a little picture of dad and I doing what we do best...

Prayer cloth from dad...

12 week belly...