If I were on Facebook,

These would be my status updates:

This week, my lenten cleaning goal is to scrub the grout on my kitchen floor. Boooooo!

I keep seeing neighbors going for walks and enjoying the beautiful weather, which makes me feel inspired, but the thought of pushing my already huge self up hills, while pushing two big boys in a stroller stops me.

Presanctified Liturgy tonight...I neeeed it.

I had a dream last night that my baby's foot was protruding so far, just beneath my first ribs, my godmother and I could see it. My godmother thought this was hilarious. I thought it worrisome. And then I woke up.

Phillip's godfamily is coming to visit tomorrow....And they're bringing homemade Eritrean food with them. Have you ever had Eritrean food? Well you should. I urge you to.

34 weeks today! Or was it yesterday? Who cares? I'm almost done! Or should I say, she's almost done! ;)

But I'm not on facebook right now. I feel somewhat detached. But more industrious. And more likely to play with my kids. So it's all good, right? Right.

The iconography in our new church temple (mom took this picture with her sweet new camera.)

ETA - Boy that grout sure did show me who's boss. I think it's gonna be a three-parter.