Oh those dreaded numbers…
New job- how many dependents do you have? I write down two, no wait, scratch that out- one.
2016 taxes- how many dependents do you have? I answer one, no wait, make that two.
At a recent physical exam, how many pregnancies have you had? I answer two, no wait, three. We had a pregnancy of twins in December 2016 that ended in January when there were no heartbeats.
And also at the physical, I learned that my weight currently slightly exceeds that of when I delivered Breelyn a year ago.
My numbers have changed and it makes me sad. I want to be raising two live children with two more on the way. And as long as we’re dreaming, having my weight not be a constant battle would be nice too. And so I long for heaven. For the day when I will have all of my children with me, when we won’t have worries like weight, jobs, and healthcare costs. For the day when there won’t be sickness or death. For the day when all will be well and we’ll be home.