It was a rough go for the Craigmile Crew last week. Libby's sickness didn't last 24 hours, it was a whole week long of ups and downs. One day she couldn't keep anything down. The next seemed like improvement and then the day after that it started all over again.
It's Reid's busiest time at work, so he helped as much as he could. But the combination of the mental and emotional drain of one of your own being sick on top of not sleeping well with it being the 3rd trimester and just worry.
And then on top of it I had my glucose test on Friday and I'm known to not pass my first go around, so I was trying to watch the extra carb load and sugar intake and then when you have to watch what you're eating, it just adds another stressor, right?
But alas, we did survive, it just felt like it all came crashing down on me at once. It really wasn't any one big thing, I'm just a perfectionist who plans everything to a T, so when I have to rely on other people for help I just don't do well. When that's mixed with lack of sleep and hormonal mama it's a bad combo for me.
I don't get stressed or reach my breaking point very often, and it makes me thankful that these days and/or weeks are far and few each year. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? If anything it makes you thankful and grateful for the ordinary.
Like this...a year ago, Libby's journal entry from school. She's come so far in her drawing and writing skills and we're still very thankful for Jesus :)
and this, Mmmm sweet Baby Emma. Can't believe there will be a new Little around here in 11 weeks, give or take
Reid wasn't able to make it to our doctor appointment on Friday because he needed to stay home with Libby and Emma. We weren't about to make anyone watch sick Libby and risk spreading it to them. It was hard for him to not come as we were having a follow up ultrasound to check the size of 4.0's kidneys, a common theme in the Craigmile Crew...nothing really to worry about, just kidney reflux, Sally had it. Emma almost had it, but outgrew it and 4.0 may have it.
However, it DID give Grandma a chance to have a front row seat at an Ultrasound, and I'm so glad she was able to make it. We also had a top notch Ultrasaound tech, which can sometimes make or break the experience. Grandma learned a lot and it was so fun to take another look at the tiny miracle in my belly.
C-Mile 4.0 says Hellooooo!
To compare, here was Emma, at I think, 24 weeks. They love to snuggle on up to the side of the womb with hands always by their faces.
4.0 already has some hair!
I'm happy to report I passed the 2-hour test and Reid survived tennis lessons with a recovering Libby, a shoe and sockless Emma, cheering on Sally while he had a conference call for work. See? Lots of juggling last week. Ooofta
Emma being Emma..HAT
Emma must have know Sunday was the last day of the year of Mercy. She was requesting to watch the Divine Mercy. Cannot believe it's the first Sunday of Advent on Sunday!
Libby was excited to finally make it back to school on Monday. She came home with a sweet little project that she quickly decided to share with Alisha, as she had a rough night with her Little!
I doubt I'll log back on before Thanksgiving. We hope you have a Blessed Thanksgiving. Thank you for taking the time to read the blizog. Have a safe and wonderful holiday week. Prayers for safe travels with all of the crazy winter weather!