33 Weeks

Week 33

So we have had a ton of snow this year. With your dad working crazy hours, so if I want to go anywhere with Maggie and Sam (like church for example), it leaves me to shovel the driveway. This last evening, I was so tired and sore in my lower back. What the heck, I can't be this uncomfortable already. This is make a long two months. But then the next night I was fine. Dang snow. So on Sunday, when I woke up, I was so excited that it hadn't snow so we could just go straight to church. But then the snow plow came and buried the end of the driveway. I could not move that night. Monday morning comes and your dad was so sweet to wake up extra to shovel for me. But then the snow plow comes again. I give up. It took three tries, but I got up and over the hill. Maggie then told me that we should "write a sign to the snow plower to tell him not to bury our driveway again because my mom has a baby in her tummy."