I'm sorry. I haven't gone to the dark side. This has been a long week. Here are a few updates.
We have 13 more treatments left. They are getting harder on Jonathan each time. You can see it physically drain him but by the time we get home he feels better and we continue on with our night. He finishes working and I play with the kids.
Henry is having a hard time. He doesn't like to be separated from me. This has rocked his little world. He screams for me if I leave the room. He follows me everywhere. He cried the other day and called for me and said, "Mommy, come and get your baby. He is crying." Guys- the kids is three...
Now that she knows what is going on She is fine. The Cobles have occupied her time and thoughts the past three weeks!
I am tired. Mostly because of Henry and Traffic. Does anyone have a helicopter? I could use one for the next 2.5 weeks. My mom treated my sisters and I to a massage. Laura and I had a couples massage. Weird? No, my sisters are my bffs! Anyway, she said she was pretty relaxed until I started snoring.... I woke up feeling so good!
I remember holding newborn Lucy in my arms. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I was mesmerized at her tiny body. How could this tiny person have all of the organs and bones that I have in me condensed down to such a small body? That was the first time I really realized just how amazing God was. He had this whole thing figured out. Every inch of her was perfectly thought over and designed. And my mind was blown and I cried about how wonderful He was. Sometimes when I get a little overwhelmed I imagine that sweet newborn 7 pound 14 ounce bald baby. She was perfect because of him. (She was also colicky because of him but I'll bring that to his attention later.)
God is bigger than this and Jesus Can fix-it.