Or, at least it is for photographers.
Consults and viewing and ordering parties to schedule and do.
Portraits to take, cull, and process.
Proofs to order.
Christmas cards to design.
Orders to process, package and deliver.
Paperwork to try to keep up to date on (hahaha!)
A studio to try and keep clean (hahaha!)
Personal Christmas cards to take portraits for, design, order, send out.
Kids to love and take care of.
Food to cook and a house to clean.
Music practice for the section youth rally being hosted at our church (my husband is the worship leader).
Christmas presents to attempt to figure out.
Bible studies to lead.
Minister's wives functions to attend.
Junior League meetings to attend.
Parties to throw at local homeless children's shelters.
Boy, it sure is busy being a PPPPW - professional photographer Pentecostal preacher's wife! haha!
But, it is such a blessing.
It really forces me to sit down and enjoy the time I have and the blessing I have. Sure, we're not Astors, but our needs are being met. Our house may not be The Breakers, but it keeps us warm and gives us enough room to live our lives. My clothes may not fit the best at the moment (I had lost a lot of weight prior to the baby) and I may feel like doody, but I'm growing another miracle.
So, I've been making sure that my children feel as blessed as I do. I wake them up each day with a kiss and a hug and sing "This is the Day." I've been feeling so bad lately that I've just kind of laid around and let them play as they want to. But, I haven't really cherished those moments. Instead, now we do easy activities so that I can still be involved, and not kill myself.
Homemade edible playdough, letter activities (it's Thanksgiving themed, too, with "b" for butter and "t" for turkey), coloring, paper airplane flying, lego castle building, book reading, baby doll tending, lots of cooking, etc. It's been a lot more fun.
And last week was a whirlwind with all of my midwife and ultrasound appointments. I still have to go in for my blood work and my state-mandated OB appointment, but I'll get to those. lol.
The result of the ultrasound is.... one healthy little baby due June 17th with a heart beat of 166!
We didn't tell Auds anything until the ultrasound and we brought her so she could see. She was so excited! That's all she talks about now is the baby. She has decided that it is a girl. Honestly, Beau and I are kind of hoping so, too. I absolutely love my son. Don't get me wrong there. But he gets into sooooo much. He is the stereotype of what a boy is. Oodles of energy that never end. Gets into everything. Climbs on everything. Throws everything. Runs everywhere. He alone wears me out. A little girl to calm things back down again would be great. haha.
Auds was the most mild-tempered little one until Tony got mobile. He is such the instigator that he turned her from the sweet little girl tending her baby dolls to his number one partner in crime. I love it. It's adorable. It's hilarious. There is never a dull moment in this house. There is also never enough sleep.
I think it's so sweet that the baby is due the day after our 6th wedding anniversary. Auds was born 3 years to the day after my husband proposed. Tony was a surprise 4th anniversary present. And #3 might just come on our anniversary. God has a funny way of timing our children around important dates for us and reminding us of how important love really is. Awwwwww.