Ugh... It seems that NOT blogging is NOT really working for me. Hubby and I don't really discuss our IF issues a lot, and I don't really talk a lot about it with anyone else, either. Sure, there are occassional conversations at work, and bits and pieces of conversation with my mom, sisters, and sister-in-law (m-i-l and I usually don't discuss it) between playing with kids.... So it's like my blog is the place where I get it all out. I don't really care if anyone (or nobody at all) reads it.
I spent the night with my older sis last night (her hubby was deer hunting), and got up with the baby this morning so she could sleep. (The other 2 were snoozing on with their mommy) I was trying to read some blogs on my phone, because it was just one of those nights when I needed to hear from someone who understood. I forget what blog I was reading, but the author talked about being in the dark and how we all need that time in the dark. I've tried to pretend I wasn't in the dark... I've tried to make myself think I was doing okay... I've tried to make it appear to the outside world that I'm not ready for kids, don't have time for kids of my own, don't want kids of my own yet, am not trying yet, have no plans to try any time soon, and am completely happy with just being the aunt. The "fun" aunt that everybody wants to play with. Which, don't get me wrong, I AM exactly that aunt, even to kids who are not really my nieces and nephews.
But I would rather stop pretending. If I was fine, I would be singing in the choir. If I was fine, I'd be happy to get together with people from church and not dodging their questions. If I was fine, I wouldn't tear up every time my sister-in-law asks me something about why I'm not singing anymore or if I will join the new "choir" of a few. If I was fine, I wouldn't be holding back the tears, afraid that onc eI start I won't be able to stop. If I was fine, I wouldn't be trying to hold it together in W*l M*rt while the teenagers in front of me were discussing fertility and buying pregnancy tests, you know, "for a friend!" If I was fine... I'M NOT FINE!!!!!!! I'm a complete and total MESS... I want people to KNOW that I. Am. Not. Fine. Not okay. Not good. Not happy-to-be-just-the-aunt.
There's a relatively new couple @ church. I'm pretty sure the lady and I have shared that I-know-you're-inferile-too-glance when I was picking up and loving on one of my nephews. I'm pretty sure I've seen her face fall when a new mama walked in and sat right in front of her, and I'm pretty sure I've seen her husband give her that reassuring glance. Or maybe they really are waiting until she's done with pa school, so of course I'm not going to bring it up.
Have I mentioned that all it takes to get pregnant is to become my friend or talk to me about how you're not pregnant?
Baby shower in February. Hubby's cousin, who told us she and her hubby couldn't go to an amusement park because she had a stomach virus on Friday, and then called on Monday to make her big announcement. Sister-in-law asked me if it would be easier for me if we went in together on a gift, so I wouldn't have to go shopping. Made me want to cry just because she is sensitive enough to ask. Made me want to cry because she had a reason to ask. Made me want to cry because I would really like to go shopping myself (I know I'm gonna love this baby girl when she gets here, and I know I'll go see her in the hospital and be fine until we leave). Made me want to cry because I don't know if I'll feel prepared to do taht kind of shopping within a month. I have to be in the right frame of mind, and it has to be something I'm prepared to do. I can't just grab a gift while I'm out. Sigh.....
As scattered as this post is.... If anybody is reading, know this... This is a dark time. I'm going to pour my heart out on this blog, and it's not going to be uplifting, or pretty, or fun. I may whine. I may sound angry. I may be wallowing. But I'm tired of pretending everything's okay, when that is just not so. But this is my place to let it all out, and that's exactly what I'll be doing for a while.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Cricket, cricket, cricket....
[humongous sigh].......
I've been quiet. Did I post that I survived Christmas/New Year's? I did a lot better than I thought I would, but I think it's catching up with me now. Lots of news lately about adoptions and births and pregnancies and turning-five's and findind-out-the-sex-of-the-baby's. Lots of surprising thoughts and questions going through my head...
But do you ever feel like you're just stuck on "repeat" for too long? I'm not blogging because I'm tired of saying the same things over and over. Banging my head into a brick wall. Sure, there have been small changes, at least for small amounts of time... Like before I started dating my sweet hubby, I asked myself what would happen if God wanted me single? Now I'm asking myself the same question, just in a different situation... What if God intends for me to JUST be Aunt NotTheMama? A scary question for someone whose only Christmas (or life, rather) wish was/is/remains a baby. Son, daughter, American, Asian, Martian, I'll take anything. Scary, but something I feel like I have to ask. And my answer, so far, is that life will go on. It will take some getting used to, there will be many more tears and possible more years without a Christmas tree (yeah, my mom's still not over that, by the way), but life has a way of continuing. It's time to "put on my big girl panties and deal with it," so to speak.
So if I continue to be silent, just go back and pick a random post from before, because that's probably what I'm feelin'. Or, I'm at my sister's house, playing the W!! and/or holding the new baby. (Yes, in fact, I HAVE played bowling and tennis while holding a newborn. The Jetson's Rosie ain't got nothin' on Aunt NotTheMama!) And picking up my shirt/pants/random clothing article that I "accidently" left over there, and my sister "accidently" threw in to wash with the baby's clothes.
That's what life with no kids looks like: "borrowing" other peoples' kids and spoiling their babies any chance I get.
I've been quiet. Did I post that I survived Christmas/New Year's? I did a lot better than I thought I would, but I think it's catching up with me now. Lots of news lately about adoptions and births and pregnancies and turning-five's and findind-out-the-sex-of-the-baby's. Lots of surprising thoughts and questions going through my head...
But do you ever feel like you're just stuck on "repeat" for too long? I'm not blogging because I'm tired of saying the same things over and over. Banging my head into a brick wall. Sure, there have been small changes, at least for small amounts of time... Like before I started dating my sweet hubby, I asked myself what would happen if God wanted me single? Now I'm asking myself the same question, just in a different situation... What if God intends for me to JUST be Aunt NotTheMama? A scary question for someone whose only Christmas (or life, rather) wish was/is/remains a baby. Son, daughter, American, Asian, Martian, I'll take anything. Scary, but something I feel like I have to ask. And my answer, so far, is that life will go on. It will take some getting used to, there will be many more tears and possible more years without a Christmas tree (yeah, my mom's still not over that, by the way), but life has a way of continuing. It's time to "put on my big girl panties and deal with it," so to speak.
So if I continue to be silent, just go back and pick a random post from before, because that's probably what I'm feelin'. Or, I'm at my sister's house, playing the W!! and/or holding the new baby. (Yes, in fact, I HAVE played bowling and tennis while holding a newborn. The Jetson's Rosie ain't got nothin' on Aunt NotTheMama!) And picking up my shirt/pants/random clothing article that I "accidently" left over there, and my sister "accidently" threw in to wash with the baby's clothes.
That's what life with no kids looks like: "borrowing" other peoples' kids and spoiling their babies any chance I get.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Back to your regularly scheduled insanity, already in progress...
Whew. It's been a couple of weeks. My new nephew is here, home and doing great, minus a trip to the ER for my sister, and jaundice and weight checks for the little guy. My sister ended up with what she thought was a spinal headache, extremely high blood pressure, and a ride in the ambulance to find out she had the mother of all migraines. The baby boy weighed 9 lbs 1 oz and was 22 3/4 inches long. I've been spending a lot of time overe at their house helping out, getting up with the baby at night, and just playing with the other 2 boys. I spent several nights with them, but as my sister begins to heal, I'll be spending the night at home again. Last night I just came in and crashed. I love that little dude! He sleeps through everything -- 2 screaming little boys, lots of extended family, W!!-playing, quiet middle of the night, you name it, the babe sleeps. He only gets up a couple of times each night to eat, and goes back to bed easily. Rarely spits up. PERFECT little guy.
How is everybody's favorite aunt? Better than expected. No tears through the hospital visits, no tears after leaving their full house and coming home to my empty one. Still glad I didn't put that Christmas tree up (my mom isn't so happy about it), but overall, everything is wonderful. I almost hesitate to say it, but I think I'm finally content with just being the aunt. Ya know, it's certainly not a bad job to have. ;) The only reason I hesitate to say it is because usually once you get used to something, things have a way of changing. I'm holding my breath to see who is gonna make that next announcement that throws me for a loop, or wake up to find out the whole world is putting an end to adoption, or something. "Cautiously optimistic" is what I would call it on a good day, or "Waiting for the other shoe to drop" on a bad one. We shall see, dear, we shall see.
How is everybody's favorite aunt? Better than expected. No tears through the hospital visits, no tears after leaving their full house and coming home to my empty one. Still glad I didn't put that Christmas tree up (my mom isn't so happy about it), but overall, everything is wonderful. I almost hesitate to say it, but I think I'm finally content with just being the aunt. Ya know, it's certainly not a bad job to have. ;) The only reason I hesitate to say it is because usually once you get used to something, things have a way of changing. I'm holding my breath to see who is gonna make that next announcement that throws me for a loop, or wake up to find out the whole world is putting an end to adoption, or something. "Cautiously optimistic" is what I would call it on a good day, or "Waiting for the other shoe to drop" on a bad one. We shall see, dear, we shall see.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Keep your sick, pukin' kid at HOME!!!!
Since when is it okay to take your puking kid out ANYWHERE???? Okay, so kids get sick sometimes when you're already in town. I get that. Sucks, but you don't always know when they're gonna lose their lunch. No big deal, as long as you take them home ASAP. But when your kid has a virus, PLEASE keep them @ home!!!!
My aunt called today and asked me if I could pick up my 4-year-old cousin and take him to church with me tomorrow night... I said sure... Then she proceeded to tell me they've all had a virus. The little dude is feeling fine today, eating normally again, but she's still "a little sick"... Who's to say he won't get it again? Or that he's not over it?
It's one thing to give ME, an adult living in a house with only another adult, a virus. But this weekend, I am playing Mom. My sister is having Baby Brother on Friday morning. I am keeping her 5-year-old and 2-and-a-half-year-old Friday afternoon-Sunday night, much to hubby's, um, we'll just say delight hahaha. I understand they or any of us could pick up a virus or who-knows-what at preschool or while we're out shopping or whatever, but to knowingly place them (or me) in a room with puke-face, well, that's just unacceptable!! Especially with a mom who will be sawn in half, and a newborn baby brother.
In other news, the weekend was fabulous... We had fun at the reunion thing, even if I WAS the oldest person in the room... There was only a handful of summer staffers there from when I was on staff, but all the full-time staff remembered me, and I did get to catch up with a few people. Still no Christmas tree in my house, still fighting my mom on that one (so far I'm winning, b/c she's too tired to come do it herself!!), still not planning on putting it up... We did put up the outdoor nativity scene, which has received lots of compliments. If I didn't have dial-up, I might think about loading one on this little blog.
Cruising through this week (it's half over already!!), trying to get ready for the weekend. So far the plan is for me to be @ the hospital @ 5am Friday morning with my sister, her m-i-l is bringing the kids when they get up, then we're going to get lunch when they (or mom) need a break from the hospital, go back for a while, go to their house to sleep... Saturday we're going to sleep until they wake up, then go to the hospital for a while, then hubby and I are taking them with us to finish our Christmas shopping. Sunday, I guess they're going to church with us, too, and if everything goes well, Mom will be coming home Sunday afternoon. Then Monday, I'll go to work to rest for 3 days. :)
If you don't see me for a few days, it's quite possible I checked myself in to my former place of employment hahaha.
My aunt called today and asked me if I could pick up my 4-year-old cousin and take him to church with me tomorrow night... I said sure... Then she proceeded to tell me they've all had a virus. The little dude is feeling fine today, eating normally again, but she's still "a little sick"... Who's to say he won't get it again? Or that he's not over it?
It's one thing to give ME, an adult living in a house with only another adult, a virus. But this weekend, I am playing Mom. My sister is having Baby Brother on Friday morning. I am keeping her 5-year-old and 2-and-a-half-year-old Friday afternoon-Sunday night, much to hubby's, um, we'll just say delight hahaha. I understand they or any of us could pick up a virus or who-knows-what at preschool or while we're out shopping or whatever, but to knowingly place them (or me) in a room with puke-face, well, that's just unacceptable!! Especially with a mom who will be sawn in half, and a newborn baby brother.
In other news, the weekend was fabulous... We had fun at the reunion thing, even if I WAS the oldest person in the room... There was only a handful of summer staffers there from when I was on staff, but all the full-time staff remembered me, and I did get to catch up with a few people. Still no Christmas tree in my house, still fighting my mom on that one (so far I'm winning, b/c she's too tired to come do it herself!!), still not planning on putting it up... We did put up the outdoor nativity scene, which has received lots of compliments. If I didn't have dial-up, I might think about loading one on this little blog.
Cruising through this week (it's half over already!!), trying to get ready for the weekend. So far the plan is for me to be @ the hospital @ 5am Friday morning with my sister, her m-i-l is bringing the kids when they get up, then we're going to get lunch when they (or mom) need a break from the hospital, go back for a while, go to their house to sleep... Saturday we're going to sleep until they wake up, then go to the hospital for a while, then hubby and I are taking them with us to finish our Christmas shopping. Sunday, I guess they're going to church with us, too, and if everything goes well, Mom will be coming home Sunday afternoon. Then Monday, I'll go to work to rest for 3 days. :)
If you don't see me for a few days, it's quite possible I checked myself in to my former place of employment hahaha.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
The weather matches my mood....
....Kind of... It's pouring out there right now, and we're supposed to have storms and possibly tornadoes during the night.
...I didn't want to admit that I knew what was coming (so little changes it seems), but let's just say there will be no Christmas miracle again this year, or at least not the one I was hoping for.
...And where in the world are we gonna get $30,000 in another year and a half or 2-3 more years? I don't really talk finances a lot, but I make roughly half that in one year. Hubby makes about $12,000 more than the 30,000... We live in a small, but comfortable home, and of course have a mortgage. For the moment, both vehicles are paid for, but my poor little car is on its last leg. It has had a tough life, full of travel and lots of commuting. It is currently leaking (water? coolant?) from (somewhere?) but this man that looked at it said the transmission is okay, but there might be a busted head gasket or leaky tube. We are looking at buying something else for me to drive, something reliable yet cost-efficient (ie, good but cheap), that will hopefully stay with us for the long haul. Gotta be a 4-door, prefer something small enough to do 3-point-turns in town, but big enough to be safe, with my history of not-my-fault-left-hand-turn-collisions. Short story long, while we're getting by just fine, there's not really a lot left over to save. So that's got me a little bummed tonight.
...And this weekend is the "busy weekend," where we are running crazy. I'm not at all prepared, and tonight I watched a movie and did NOTHING... Not exactly what I should have been doing, but I cut myself a break. And after this weekend, I have a four-day work week, because MY NEPHEW WILL BE BORN IN 10 DAYS!!!!!!!!! So, there's preparing myself for that. I'm using the distraction tactic -- go to hospital, see/hold/hog baby, then take 2 other nephews away from the hospital. I'm Mama for the weekend, spending the night at their house or mine.
...And there was a baby found in a paper bag not too far from our town. Alive, but ugh...
...Overall, just "blah".... I watched a sad, sappy movie tonight just to top it off. But it's not all doom and gloom, I promise. I actually thought about dragging out the Christmas stuff tonight. I'm definitely putting up the outdoor manger scene. Hubby got out the snow-couple. We'll just take it one thing at a time, K? I really am excited to see and hold and touch and take care of my newest nephew, and he's gonna be just as spoiled as the rest of 'em. And if I'm not gonna be preggers for Christmas, well, at least I'm getting AF out of the way before Christmas and New Year's!!
...I didn't want to admit that I knew what was coming (so little changes it seems), but let's just say there will be no Christmas miracle again this year, or at least not the one I was hoping for.
...And where in the world are we gonna get $30,000 in another year and a half or 2-3 more years? I don't really talk finances a lot, but I make roughly half that in one year. Hubby makes about $12,000 more than the 30,000... We live in a small, but comfortable home, and of course have a mortgage. For the moment, both vehicles are paid for, but my poor little car is on its last leg. It has had a tough life, full of travel and lots of commuting. It is currently leaking (water? coolant?) from (somewhere?) but this man that looked at it said the transmission is okay, but there might be a busted head gasket or leaky tube. We are looking at buying something else for me to drive, something reliable yet cost-efficient (ie, good but cheap), that will hopefully stay with us for the long haul. Gotta be a 4-door, prefer something small enough to do 3-point-turns in town, but big enough to be safe, with my history of not-my-fault-left-hand-turn-collisions. Short story long, while we're getting by just fine, there's not really a lot left over to save. So that's got me a little bummed tonight.
...And this weekend is the "busy weekend," where we are running crazy. I'm not at all prepared, and tonight I watched a movie and did NOTHING... Not exactly what I should have been doing, but I cut myself a break. And after this weekend, I have a four-day work week, because MY NEPHEW WILL BE BORN IN 10 DAYS!!!!!!!!! So, there's preparing myself for that. I'm using the distraction tactic -- go to hospital, see/hold/hog baby, then take 2 other nephews away from the hospital. I'm Mama for the weekend, spending the night at their house or mine.
...And there was a baby found in a paper bag not too far from our town. Alive, but ugh...
...Overall, just "blah".... I watched a sad, sappy movie tonight just to top it off. But it's not all doom and gloom, I promise. I actually thought about dragging out the Christmas stuff tonight. I'm definitely putting up the outdoor manger scene. Hubby got out the snow-couple. We'll just take it one thing at a time, K? I really am excited to see and hold and touch and take care of my newest nephew, and he's gonna be just as spoiled as the rest of 'em. And if I'm not gonna be preggers for Christmas, well, at least I'm getting AF out of the way before Christmas and New Year's!!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Survive Thanksgiving... Check.
da-da-dum dum dum another one bites the dust! I survived the long weekend without any nosey questions or trips to the bathroom b/c of leaky eyes. I think we did manage to escape from hubby's aunt and uncle's house right before his cousin popped in a video of her ultrasound. Got lots of shopping done for others and ourselves, and hopefully will finish it all next weekend.
Tonight was the community Christmas Sing. Have you ever noticed exactly how mane Christmas songs are about babies and birth and such? I received several comments from people in our church missing seeing me in the choir. I've been thinking about going back, but I didn't really think this was the night to do it. Maybe after Christmas. As expected, my mom is SO not having this anti-tree thing I've got going on. Maybe I can decorate outside and she'll be happy? Last Spring, we bought this huge-mongous outdoor nativity scene for $25 at a yard sale. I saw similar ones at Christmas Village for hundreds of dollars. We can put that up in the yard, along with the reindeer, and Mr & Mrs SnowPeople. I still don't know about a tree though... I can see me in another week or two, melting in tears as AF arrives. Not. Pretty.
Again, my older sister and I talked as we were shopping, and she said she knows this is hard on me, seeing everyone else having babies and getting pregnant. Yeah, that and an entire month of celebration that reminds me I am a barren woman. And I'm hoping that people aren't getting the wrong idea. It's not that I hate singing (quite the opposite, actually), but it probably appeared that way tonight as I distanced myself and kept my thoughts away from how Mary and Joseph felt at the manger. It wasn't boredom, it was survival. And I don't mean to seem like I don't care about hubby's cousin's pregnancy, but since they don't know that it kills me to sit through showers and pregnancy-talk, it probably appears that way. I don't mean to seem like a scrooge, but sometimes I need a break from manger scenes and ever-expanding bellies on everyone but me. (Well, mine is expanding, but not for the reason I hope... Lay off the turkey, already!)
Bright spot... A little girl and boy hubby and I took around Wally World a while back, are in the process of being adopted from Ukraine. She was more focused on being her little bro's "mama" than on being a kid herself. He was amazed at such a huge store and so many toys. I can't wait for her to be able to be a kid!!!! Go visit them at hallfamilyadoption.blogspot.com
We are now less than 3 weeks away from the birth of my next nephew. I can't wait to hold that little dude and love on him. I looked through a book of baby photos last night while we were shopping. Ironically, babies bring me a lot of peace. CAn't always deal with pregnancy stuff, but put a baby in my arms, and I'm in heaven!! I love to rock and sway and snuggle them to sleep. I'm good at swaddling and diaper changing and bottle feeding, and there is no better smell than throwing one of my t shirts in the washer with baby clothes. Little B doesn't have a choice -- as my newest and tiniest nephew, he will be swaddled and lotioned and fed and changed and snuggled just like the rest of 'em!
Tonight was the community Christmas Sing. Have you ever noticed exactly how mane Christmas songs are about babies and birth and such? I received several comments from people in our church missing seeing me in the choir. I've been thinking about going back, but I didn't really think this was the night to do it. Maybe after Christmas. As expected, my mom is SO not having this anti-tree thing I've got going on. Maybe I can decorate outside and she'll be happy? Last Spring, we bought this huge-mongous outdoor nativity scene for $25 at a yard sale. I saw similar ones at Christmas Village for hundreds of dollars. We can put that up in the yard, along with the reindeer, and Mr & Mrs SnowPeople. I still don't know about a tree though... I can see me in another week or two, melting in tears as AF arrives. Not. Pretty.
Again, my older sister and I talked as we were shopping, and she said she knows this is hard on me, seeing everyone else having babies and getting pregnant. Yeah, that and an entire month of celebration that reminds me I am a barren woman. And I'm hoping that people aren't getting the wrong idea. It's not that I hate singing (quite the opposite, actually), but it probably appeared that way tonight as I distanced myself and kept my thoughts away from how Mary and Joseph felt at the manger. It wasn't boredom, it was survival. And I don't mean to seem like I don't care about hubby's cousin's pregnancy, but since they don't know that it kills me to sit through showers and pregnancy-talk, it probably appears that way. I don't mean to seem like a scrooge, but sometimes I need a break from manger scenes and ever-expanding bellies on everyone but me. (Well, mine is expanding, but not for the reason I hope... Lay off the turkey, already!)
Bright spot... A little girl and boy hubby and I took around Wally World a while back, are in the process of being adopted from Ukraine. She was more focused on being her little bro's "mama" than on being a kid herself. He was amazed at such a huge store and so many toys. I can't wait for her to be able to be a kid!!!! Go visit them at hallfamilyadoption.blogspot.com
We are now less than 3 weeks away from the birth of my next nephew. I can't wait to hold that little dude and love on him. I looked through a book of baby photos last night while we were shopping. Ironically, babies bring me a lot of peace. CAn't always deal with pregnancy stuff, but put a baby in my arms, and I'm in heaven!! I love to rock and sway and snuggle them to sleep. I'm good at swaddling and diaper changing and bottle feeding, and there is no better smell than throwing one of my t shirts in the washer with baby clothes. Little B doesn't have a choice -- as my newest and tiniest nephew, he will be swaddled and lotioned and fed and changed and snuggled just like the rest of 'em!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Cooking, and new furniture, and MRSA, oh my!
My Thanksgiving cookin is under way!! Tonight I (mostly) made some pasta salad... Am adding in sliced cherry tomatoes and black olives in the morning. The oatmeal fudge is done and on a platter, although it didn't really get as hard as I like it, and took longer to get hard, so I had to just dump it out and slice it, and used too much van. flavoring.. But oh well, it tastes good! ;) Pigs in a blanket are in a zip lock bag until I decide what to put them in. I still need some decent sized platters for holiday cooking!! Tomorrow morning, I'm making mixed veggie casserole and chicken casserole, and perhaps some brownies. I'm thinking I'm taking after my mom on the holiday cooking, and she took after her mom, who I'm sure, well, you get the point. In addition to the obligatory side-and-dessert-and-maybe-meat, I never think I've made enough stuff, and there will probably be something else I add at the last minute tomorrow. Whew. AND all of my dishes so far are washed, dried, and mostly put away.
NEW FURNITURE!!!! Our couch (more like loveseat) and chair-and-a-half arrived around lunch-ish. It's browner than I remembered, firmer than hubby remembered, but it's all good. We've got some re-arranging to do, but it is soooooo nice to NOT have a couch from the '80's anymore!!! My fears of having an old couch on the front porch, on Thanksgiving weekend no less, never came to fruition, because hubby's b-i-l took it to his school. So we're all set, and we can have a major sleep-over, because both new pieces let out into beds! ;) Nephews all have somewhere to sleep, if I'm brave enough to have them all at once!! hahaha
MRSA.... The dreaded drug-resistant staff. One of my adult cousins has had it recently, who got it from her 17-year-old daughter, who got it at dance. Lots of soap and hand sanitizer, and did I mention I have a gnarly burn on my arm that will absolutely be covered? Older sister's doctor said no touching/hugging/kissing/etc anyone who might be infected, you know, with a baby due in 4 weeks and all. And a 5-year-old and 2-year-old. Ugh.
I'm thankful for..... Family togetherness, living in America, being raised in a Christian home, having my own Christian home in which to raise my own family, a wonderful hubby, great in-laws, chocolate, Dr Pepper, and way too much more to name. Even IF.
NEW FURNITURE!!!! Our couch (more like loveseat) and chair-and-a-half arrived around lunch-ish. It's browner than I remembered, firmer than hubby remembered, but it's all good. We've got some re-arranging to do, but it is soooooo nice to NOT have a couch from the '80's anymore!!! My fears of having an old couch on the front porch, on Thanksgiving weekend no less, never came to fruition, because hubby's b-i-l took it to his school. So we're all set, and we can have a major sleep-over, because both new pieces let out into beds! ;) Nephews all have somewhere to sleep, if I'm brave enough to have them all at once!! hahaha
MRSA.... The dreaded drug-resistant staff. One of my adult cousins has had it recently, who got it from her 17-year-old daughter, who got it at dance. Lots of soap and hand sanitizer, and did I mention I have a gnarly burn on my arm that will absolutely be covered? Older sister's doctor said no touching/hugging/kissing/etc anyone who might be infected, you know, with a baby due in 4 weeks and all. And a 5-year-old and 2-year-old. Ugh.
I'm thankful for..... Family togetherness, living in America, being raised in a Christian home, having my own Christian home in which to raise my own family, a wonderful hubby, great in-laws, chocolate, Dr Pepper, and way too much more to name. Even IF.
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