Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Something I Need to Remember

Sometimes I get a really weirded out that I became that girl who got married and pregnant towards the end of college. (Even at BYU, pregnant girls on campus are few and far between.) Then, other times, as I study in a little library cubby, my stomach starts bouncing around from my child's acrobatics and I have to hold back laughter because I love this little baby so much.

It's those times that, even though it has been harder than I imagined to keep attending school and not work (before leaving my job the week before we found out about Max, I'd been employed continuously since I was 15), I know I wouldn't have it any other way.