I wrote the post below about a month ago, but then got too sick to actually publish it.  I’m hoping to be back on the blog more regularly from here on in since I think I’ve finally turned the corner. 🙂

Yes, that’s right…there’s a new bean in the oven again.  So sorry I’ve been out of touch lately, but the “terrible, awful” (to borrow a phrase from The Help) of pregnancy has struck again…hard!   Despite this incapacitating illness, we are all really excited about welcoming a new Van Steenburgh into our family in mid-March, and we appreciate our dear friends’ prayers for a healthy pregnancy and a quick end to the yuck for me.  I am having a brief 15-minute respite (from hanging my head in the toilet) right this minute, so I decided to write this quick update.

My sweet Lucy Leigh turned 5 on July 30, and we had a small family celebration with my family in Ft. Myers and opened some presents here at home.  Unfortunately, I was already quite ill when these things took place, so my girl has my promise that when I am well, we are going to do something special together (maybe some pedicures?  a little girl tea party?).

I hope to be on the road to recovery if not mostly better by the end of September…only one more month! (So it turns out that it’s now October and we’re not quite there yet, but we’re definitely on our way!) I must confess that, to me, that time period seems like an absolute eternity, but I’ve gotten through it three times before, so I know I can do it again.  Many may wonder why in the world we would have another one when my pregnancies are so rough…well, I found a great explanation from another blog I read sometimes that perfectly encapsulated my thoughts: “I have a terrible memory, I have had unrealistic optimism that I won’t get it “this time”, and crazy crazy baby love.”  Almost the minute I begin feeling better, I start to forget how terrible I felt during these months, and then when I actually hold that baby in my arms for the first time, I immediately ask my husband for another one.  Mom, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry you have such an amnesiac for a daughter.  I am so thankful, though, for the not remembering…it’s a special grace from the Lord.  Otherwise C-bean would be an only child for sure.

Ok, I’ve used up all the “good” feelings.  Time to return to the couch…and the bathroom.  Oh–one more thing: for any of my dear Redemption family who happen to read this, I would like to say that Tim and I would not have made it this far without  all your prayers, meals, help, calls, and encouragement.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!  And thank you to my mom for coming up and rescuing us–I know how hard it is for you to see me like this. 🙂  Love and hugs to you all!

Happy 5th Birthday, Lucy Leigh!

Hate to publish this--where I have spent most of the last two months