My sister, Sarah, and I learned we were pregnant on the same day. Our due dates were only two days apart. Although we were both with child / children, I felt very distant from her. We both have mood disorders and both had very pronounced pregnancy symptoms. It’s probably a good thing that we didn’t live together at that time. Right now, it’s great! Better than great! Although we share our hardships, we don’t really commiserate very much. We have only had one pity party where we both broke down in tears, but we usually lift each other up.
Sarah laughs. She always has. She laughs and laughs and makes everybody else laugh and laugh. She laughs so much, could have named her son Isaac. But she didn’t. She gave him another Hebrew name: Asher, which means happy blessing.
I am so proud of Sarah. I am so honored to be her sister. I am so honored to be a mother at the same time with her. And I love my nephew, the little bundle of joy, who weighed, at birth, a measly 11lbs. 9oz.
Double Talk Quote: “She had almost as much baby in her as you did!” Grandma to me
Relatable Lyrics: “Happy” by Pharrell Williams https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEN9I8jJ0Nk&index=1&list=LLmekDNA5dH80KEriIgwZLZQ
Verse: Genesis 18:12 “So Sarah laughed to herself as she thought, “After I am worn out and my lord is old, will I now have this pleasure?””
Term that has Lost its meaning: Good night’s rest
Written: August 25 and September 15, 2014 (8 and 11 weeks old)