I was seven weeks pregnant with Arthur (now 7) when Bob was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. I was eight months pregnant when we were in Omaha, NE for Bob's stem cell transplant. Arthur was just shy of five months when Bob died.
Needless to say, there were many moments of wondering.
Why am I pregnant right now? Is this really a good idea? Do I really need this right now? How can I handle two kids on my own? Is it OK to have a donut and Dr. Pepper when I am pregnant, because I am really stressed out right now! What were we thinking?!?!?!?!
Arthur came home the other day from school with an art project clutched in his fist. The assignment was to write something they could do.
I will mace
pese to the warld.
Translation......I will make peace to the world. (I know, I know, we have some work to do on his spelling)
Well, I guess that answers all my questions, except for that donut and Dr. Pepper one.......
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