Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Little Lines

These little blue lines have meant a lot around here lately. They mean Matt was right, he knew all along. He knew about Baby3 first. They mean 3x the heart bursting blessed feeling. They mean morning afternoon/evening; hence the lack of blog posts.
They mean Pinterest is not a fun place with all the recipe postings and and to avoid FaceBook statuses about people's dinner menus. They mean a very excited extended family. They mean dreaming about little toes and newborn wrinkles.
They mean figuring out being way outnumbered when I venture into public. They mean questions and excitement from big brothers. They mean surprise, joy, anticipation, and prayers from these ecstatic parents. They mean way more than two little blue lines could ever say.

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