SOOOOOOOO anywhoo, there are these women - Hollywood starlet-types - who profess to LOVING being with child so much that they would just be tickled to death to be pregnant all the time. You've seen them interviewed. I've heard them quoted before.
What medications are they abusing?
Now these nine months have gone exceptionally well. God is good. But there's no way I would prefer to be in this state 24/7/365. Your ankles swell to the size of Sequoias. What used to be easy tasks (putting on socks, sitting down, standing up, moving in general, etc.) become Olympic events.
Two things make it all better: pedicures and bubble baths. They force me to be STILL and WITH my feet up, which helps greatly with the before-mentioned Redwood-Forest issue.
But, as you can see, we're/I'm still not done. But at least BBD won't be sleeping in the bathtub.
Oh! Wasn't there supposed to be something about a Layered Peppermint Cheesecake Cake in this post? Well, folks, feast your eyes on this, which is actually MUCH simpler to execute than you would think. Click on the link below for the recipe.
Their finished product is snazzier than mine, but I'm just humble enough to show you what our homespun kitchen produced. It tasted good.
Merry Christmas to all! May we remember that the reason we celebrate Christmas in the first place is because of our overwhelming joy that our SAVIOR, Christ the King, was born one night in Bethlehem, the same Savior about whom prophecies had spoken for centuries, the same Savior who died for our sins years later. . . the same Savior who gives abundant life, in this world and the next, to those who know Him!