Roomtime Turned Snoozetime

So this was funny to me.  I told Levi today that he could either have Roomtime in his bedroom, or he could nap in his room.  I just needed to rest, and needed him to have some time to himself.  So he said he wanted to have roomtime.  I would have chosen that too if I were him. So he went in his room and I laid down with the monitor on.  He was having a ball.  Laughing and talking to himself.  Playing with who knows what and talking to either himself or not sure who-else.  Then about 30 minutes into roomtime, I didn't hear anything.  I waited for about 15 minutes and then started to get a little nervous.  So I went upstairs very quietly.  I thought maybe he had actually fallen asleep.  Sure enough, I walked in and he was on the other side of his bed, by the wall, passed out snoring.  I couldn't believe it.  I guess he was seriously tired.  So an hour later I went in and snapped some pictures.  I knew it would wake him up, so I was ready for him to wake.  So here are the pictures of him passed out, light on, in the corner of the room.  Too funny.

asleep in the corner

he piled his "babies" and his blanket for a pillow

starting to wake up because of the camera

well, hello there!

I love this face.  So precious!

Is it almost over?

I have been contemplating recently about what God is teaching me in this pregnancy, and I am having a hard time figuring it out.  You see, at the beginning I was exhausted and so nauseous.  I couldn't wait for the first 12 weeks to be over.  They ended and I felt like a new woman, but not for long.  Since January I have been fighting desperately with my immune system.  I am usually an extremely healthy person.  I really don't get sick much at all.  However, since January, I have had 5 sinus infections, and just recently got the Flu.  I mean really?  It has been one of the hardest times in my life for sure.  I am now past the fever part of the Flu, but have absolutely no energy at all.  

So that leaves me to wondering what I am supposed to see in all this.  At this point I feel like I will never feel human again.  I think there was a point in my life when I had lots of energy and got a lot of things done.  Not right now, though.  I mean what am I going to do when I have a newborn and I haven't been able to rest before that sweet baby comes?  Well, i am just thinking that I am going to finally do life with God's strength and not my own.  That is my prayer now.  It should always be my prayer, but I am always in my own way.  So I am here now, in need of a strength that my earthly body has no way of providing.  

So my heavenly Father will be my strength.  I am believing God for a miracle of health before and after this baby comes.  I know he can heal me, and I am believing it!