Kisses for sister

Won't he be the best big brother?

When I look at this photo, I see pure love.  Adam’s staring into my eyes as he kisses Tatum.  These are the images I want to take with me from this time in my life– the fleeting moments of joy from my pregnancy.  Whether it’s Adam excitedly asking questions about her sister, getting a swift kick from Tatum [literally] to remind me that she’s there, or all the love and support from my church family, I am so blessed.  Yet I have once again been consumed with rage and subsequently lost sight of my blessings.  What a terrible feeling.  Now is not the time to succumb to my anger.  I can deal with that in constructive and productive way….later.  Right now my only focus is on my health for the last three weeks of my pregnancy.  Tatum deserves a calm and relaxed Mommy who is ecstatic to meet her and welcome her into the world the right way.  A Mommy who is 110% devoted to her.  The duration of my pregnancy will be spent preparing for Tatum while enhancing my three F’s.  Thanks to Rachael and my coworker, K, for some great books about faith.

“Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.” ~ Mark Twain

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,

Sloane

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About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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