
We went to visit an elderly lady at the hospital this week. There was also a young mother there, a sweet little, tiny lady with a three-month old. Because she herself was so small and her baby was commensurately small, she asked if Joy was having twins.
Nope. It's just one baby Hyrum. He does a pretty good job of kicking Daddy when I come listen in to see if he wants to talk to me. He tries to get out. He likes to stay pretty low in the womb. Joy thinks he knows the way out and is looking forward to it. He's always pounding down there, trying to get out. This means Joy needs to be extra strong. This is a picture of my strong woman:

"Tough as nails ... except when I'm pregnant." Joy's symptoms have been pretty killer this week. It has not been an easy week for her. But there are only about 12 more of them to go, and then her allergies can calm down again.
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What a tough, beautiful pregnant woman you make, Joy! I'm excited to see updated pics. Y'all are the best!
--Marcy
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