Thursday was much better of a day but by Thursday evening, I thought I was going to collapse. I was on my feet all day long but enjoyed it. It was a good day. The husband insisted on taking me to lunch to brighten my spirits. A simple lunch of kincaids but sunshine beaming in the window on our little picnic table where Hudson slept in his car seat nicely covered from people's view. We had a follow up blood work appointment at Baylor and then rushed to get girls. I am never late picking them up. Ever. Thursday, they were the last two kids in the building. I thought my heart was going to explode. I bolted out of the car, greeted by the director who was totally shocked to see me. I appologized for not being the first parent to arrive and said to make up for it, we had a surprise. Chris came around the corner with Hudson in this seat. The teachers have been such cheerleaders and prayer warriors during my last two pregnancies , I was eager to let them see Hudson. With all the kids out of the building, Chris pulled the blanket down and the girls proudly showed him off. There is something so inredibly special for the girls being the older sibling.
|not a pscifier fan yet|
|no fear harper|
|early morning but the breast pad added joy|
|We made vanilla creamer thanks to Pinterest.|
LOVE going out there, it was almost dark and dinner time. I agreed to a quick trip so grandpa could meet Hudson but with dinner ready in the fridge, over doing it already that day and the girls exhausted, we wanted it to be quick. Upon arriving, the girls were a mess. I was taking turns taking them to the potty, Harper climbed on every counter and chair in sight with me chasing and lifting her. I thought I was going to cry 30 minutes into our visit. By the time the husband came back inside from storing the boat, two hours later, we had stopped up a potty and the girls were going trough the fridge eating anything and everything. It was 8, they hadn't had dinner and ate the snacks on the way out because it was going to be a quick trip. I was super thankful that grandpa was able to meet Hudson and the girls were able to spend some time with him even if it was crazy. He was so cute and kept saying they were normal, active kids. They loved showing off and dancing around. Time with our older family members before moving is very important to us. Being so far away and starting real school in August, our trips to Texas will be limited or at least this far south. By the time we left, it was well past bedtime, girls were starving, needed a shower and a bed. A few minutes into the trip, Harper asked for a puke cup. Lovely. HG was screaming she was starving. Hudson was screaming because they were screaming. We gave them the choice of any dinner they wanted if they would chill. Whataburger it was even though a burger is the last thing we wanted after having TWO on Friday. Yes, Valentine's Day meals consisted of two burgers for the husband and I. We also had one on Thursday. No more burgers for a while but with the place opening this summer, I am afraid we will be comparing burgers and chicken for a while. We safely made it home, girls in shower and bath around 10:30, Hudson was nursed to sleep and then the girls crashed by 11:30. I looked around at midnight, EXHAUSTED TO TEARS, standing in a toy tornado and thanked Jesus for my precious family. I wasn't sure how I had survived the last two days on no sleep from my kids, night sweats releasing hormones, piles of laundry, crap everywhere but I knew one thing. I was so incredibly blessed having all three of my kids under the same roof, all asleep at the same moment and a husband who was able to stay in town for 2 months.
|Monday morning Dr hunor|
|She was so good at dr and was headed to Mrs Dayles so she got a jr french fry and a small sprite.|
Wish me luck, the husband starts traveling again today. My mother in law is helping us this week until we arrives home and so incredibly thankful.