32 Days

I've been tired. Really really tired. I sleep 9 to 11 hours every single night. I try to run more days out of the week than I don't and when I do, it's been hard. Harder than running has ever been. I'm eating a balanced diet, getting exercise, getting rest, but trying to not sleep too much, just enough. I've been praying about it and have decided my body just needed it. Maybe it's healing, or maybe God's preparing me for my first semester as a student-wife.

This morning, after sleeping 9 hours, waking up was a little less painful than usual. Running was a bit easier, and so far I don't feel like I need a nap. Praise God.

Maggie is here and being cute. I'll take a picture.

If anyone's pondering upon the name of this post, there are 32 days until Tom and I begin a life together. Whew hew!

Praise God for he is good! My soul yearns to know Him and radically obey Him.

Make me know your ways O Lord
Lead me in your truth and teach me
for you are the God of my salvation
for you I wait all the day long
-Psalm 25: 4,5