I was not a pretty sight this morning. I know because the first thing my husband said when he saw me at 6:45am was, "What's wrong?"
I didn't sleep well. I'm not feeling well--a bit of congestion. I'm 6.5 months pregnant and starting to stretch bigger. Needing the bathroom more and more. And our dog Bentley has an ear infection and was up and moving around a lot. So, I was up a lot. And now I'm up working a 12 hour shift.
But I'm really not complaining. It's a beautiful day and I am most blessed. I have more at my finger tips than most in the world. I have an incredible family. I have a purpose and passion. I have a relationship with an amazing Father. It may sound cliche, but really... the Monday blues will NOT work on me today. I am determined to rejoice.