Pregnancy = kicking my butt

So this pregnancy has been so very different from my pregnancy with Iain. I was totally unprepared for morning sickness and extreme fatigue. I knew that I would be tired but this is ridicules. I get so extremely tired 2hours after I wake up that it makes it so very hard to do anything with Iain. The morning sickness just wont go away. Every one said that it I should be over it once I got into my second trimester, but I guess its the difference between a single and and twin pregnancy. But it is totally kicking my butt. I really hope that I have a little more energy by next week (so I can actually make Thanksgiving dinner, my first time. And I would like to spend an enjoyable visit with my parents while they are here).

A poem about Motherhood

A Mother's Song I used to hold your hand, Now I hold on to hope That I'll see you again some day. Knowing that you're still mine Has helped me to cope Now that you're gone away. Too lovely, too pure To stand this world of sin. So God called you home To live safely with him. While it's true, I miss you, I know I'll see you again. And if I live faithfully I can raise you then. Through sacred priesthood powers We have all been sealed As a family forever. When I see you again My heart will be healed And we'll be together. Too lovely, too pure To stand this world of sin. So God called you home To live safely with him. While it's true, I miss you, I know I'll see you again. And if I live faithfully, I can raise you then. I know while I'm still here God will take care of you As you're waiting for me. I know I must work hard. I know I must stay true, So you'll be mine for eternity. Too lovely, too pure To stand this world of sin. So God called you home To live safely with him. While it's true, I miss you, I know I'll see you again. And if I live faithfully I can raise you then. I know God has a plan. I must do what I can To return home to him. I know you're in his care. I know I'll find you there When I come home to him.