Today is the first day I can honestly say that I feel like I am getting better. I actually slept somewhat soundly, and it felt great. Abby is a good sleeper as long as she is right next to me.
All clean & beautiful!
"...to commit oneself to home and family is to do a wondrous thing. It is a high adventure." --Neal A. Maxwell
All clean & beautiful!
I have to share this, because I love this story now. Bob gets so antsy when we are at the hospital. For instance, he came home at 3:30 am to shower, and change vehicles. Then he came back to the hospital. Around 7:30 am, he was just pacing around the hospital room. I was sitting in the recliner, feeding Abby, and he opens the closet, absentmindedly picks up my shoes, and walks over and puts them down by my feet. I started laughing so hard. Here I was in my hospital gown, not close to going anywhere, and he's handing me my shoes. That is so typical of him. I have to send him on lots of errands, to get me drinks of water, or to the store for things that I "forgot" to pack. I love that guy.
Andrew's 2nd birthday (March 2nd). This is his new bike. He likes to ride it around and sing "Happy Biwthday to you! Happy Biwthday to you!" at the top of his lungs. He calls it "my biwthday bike", and he won't let anyone touch it.