For the past couple of days, Caleb has been saying this in his daily prayers:
"We’re thankful for mom…please bless she won’t be pregnant anymore."
I think he’s had it! But boy does he take good care of me. Likes to make his own lunch (minimal supervision still needed), cuddles with me on the couch and then puts himself down for his nap (and really sleeps), and even said the other day, "Mom, I’m not trying to be mean, but I think you really need to be off your feet." There’s that doctor coming out in him again.
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