10 months. Not a baby anymore

sleepy baby

chubs

prayers

I've cut down on blogging quite a bit, as I am sure you've all noticed. In our hectic lives, it's become too difficult to keep up with just one more thing. There are only a few blogs that I keep track of.  There's one in particular written by a midwife working in rural Sudan. We don't share the same faith, but I read her blog often. I am simultaneously heart broken and hopeful by what I find there.  Mostly, I find myself weeping at how unequal things are in the world. I hope you take a look. And if you are so inclined, what ever faith you are, please pray.

midwife on a mission

Update!

Lamine looking stoic.  Sam looking round.

Where does the chin end and the belly begin?

Adorable as per usual.

What do you mean I shouldn't put sand in my mouth?

Fine, fine I'll spit it out.