Having been blessed with four pregnancies so far, I had gained a little weight. I also hadn't had much time to exercise and keep fit, so I decided to have a go on the treadmill.

Household chores aren't just for girls you know! Elizabeth had made a bit of a mess with the potty, and Joseph decided to clean it up. Such a good kid!

As our kids were going to public school, we naturally required that they worked hard and did their homework. 

And... baby #5 was on its way! 

Meanwhile, baby #4, Daniel, grew up. I can't wait to see what a great man of the Lord he will be!

Eventually, having sold enough paintings, I was recognised as a Notable Newcomer. I wasn't particularly interested in worldly fame, but it was still nice to be recognised. The fact that I was able to do this whilst staying at home was an added bonus.

"Oh, you're pregnant again!" said Bella as we congregated in the kitchen.

"Yes, I'm so excited! My husband and I want as many children as the Lord will give us."

"Aha, you're the religious type," Bella nodded. "I should have guessed."

"Well, a lot of women wear long skirts these days," I replied. "Don't worry, I won't try and force you to dress like I do! It's more authentic for someone to come by faith themselves, rather than be forced into it." *

"Yes, I can see that might be best. Well, you're friendly to me which is all I ask."

"Oh, of course."

* of course this isn't typical fundie speak... I just had Lisa say that so that she didn't freak out her friend. Saying one thing and thinking another is pretty typical for fundies, right? And besides, it could have planted a seed in Bella's mind. (I'm not to about to change Bella into a submissive fundie maiden or anything, I never mess around with premades).

One of the things I highly dislike about pregnancy is that you constantly need the toilet. So I guess it was inevitable that I ended up peeing myself one day.

That Thursday was Harvestfest, and I cooked the grand turkey meal. 

Everyone who was able to sat down and enjoyed the meal. (Toddlers can't sit at the table, but they can grab a plateful of food and sit elsewhere).

The next day was Elizabeth's birthday! Oh, they're all growing up so fast. 

Number #5 was another boy, and we called him Andrew.