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I'm letting her sleep on me instead of making dinner. I'm sitting here starving. we also don't have a lot to eat. Don't worry there is always ramen, but it's 90 degrees outside. I'm trying not to go to the grocery store because it's a pain when you have to carry them up 3 flights  - plus - we move Saturday morning. Yep, the time has finally come. A little bittersweet for me but even if it's just one step and not the finish line, I'd rather be moving forward. More details to come. The future is a little blurred, but I guess life can't be too perfect for this Smith clan. 

I like to have everything at once. I like to know all the blanks. I want all the holes filled. I second guess & hate giving up the obvious for the uncertain. Patience is hard for me. Faith in God assisting us in our own decisions is hard for me. Believing in things out of my control is hard for me. Good word, who would have thought I wanted to come to this earth. Reality is like a slap in the face. Alright, I'm waking up.


I will miss a lot of people in Winston-Salem
but I'll be back...like once or twice. one hour seems like forever with a baby.

sometimes it's hard to get up

but then we do
I realized I left out her 2 month stats so I'm inserting them here (my status from fb):


At our 2 month appointment, we are 12 lbs 14 oz & 23.5 inches. Growing strong! And this time we didn't pee on the scale, just cried at shots 

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  1. Where are you guy moving to? I hope closer to us in Raleigh. :)

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