I was told this morning by one of Corbin's teachers that he was acting "space-y" Poor kid, he's had a hard time here lately. Let me explain what's going on. We are going through one heck of a transition right now. I am pregnant (in case you didn't catch on) and we are expecting a baby girl - Janie Kate - at the end of July. We are in the process of moving and have to be out by next Thursday.
My grandmother, sadly, passed away last Monday, April 30th. Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers from my previous post. I really appreciate it. She was one very special lady told by the 400+ people who came to her funeral and the 5 truckloads of plants ALONE that was delivered to my grand-dad's house. It's surreal, hasn't really sunk in yet that she has left us. I know she is in a better place.
So, I am trying to grieve, pack, deal with my children dealing with the transitions, take care of my pregnant self, and try not to freak out to much about the fact that we are going to be homeless for the next month and a half or so. God never gives us too much to handle. God never gives us to much to handle. God NEVER gives us to much to handle??? I must be one tough cookie.
