I like writing in the centre aligned way, I think it adds character to the overall look of my blog. And I love my blog, so I get really sad when I don't get to write. And its Friday. It is the end of a week, yeah to that. God is birthing something, and it feels like the trauma of the last couple of years may actually be coming to an end. Ok, maybe not trauma, but extreme discomfort. And I find being Alexander's mum tiring. He is strong willed and determined and agressive much of the time. I love hime to bits. I wouldn't swap him or anything, I just want to be sure I raise him to be a gorgeous human being. I want to be sure that in all the screaming (from him) and terrorising (again him) I don't do anything that would break him. My defender-of-mankind needs to be guided and directed And sometimes I'm not sure I know how. How do I teach him to love and listen to God if I can't teach him to listen to me??? And then there is Beatrice. She is so sweet, but so a...
living life intentionally