The Babysitting Mom had another miscarriage this morning. I feel so awful for her. This was her SEVENTH pregnancy. I don't know how she copes, other than a lot of prayers.
I watched the kids for eight hours today, to give her a much-needed break.
One of our fish died last night.
Hannah was quite saddened by that.
In other happier news, our ultrasound is tomorrow morning.
I'll let you know how it goes.
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