Where do I begin?
This past week has been a complete whirlwind. On Thursday, we left at the crack of dawn for my sweet little hometown in Michigan.
We drove all day. Yep, all four of us.
We talked, played, listened to music, watched movies, stopped a ton of times to change a diaper, run around, breastfeed, grab some food. It was a long trip. Two years ago, with one kid, it took us about 12 hours. This time, it took closer to 14.
But we made it! What an amazing feeling to finally drive up to the house I spent so many years in, and to bring my kids inside with me.
We spent the evening with family. Snuggling, playing, letting the kids stay up far later than bedtime. Friday, there was more snuggling, more playing. A rehearsal and then dinner, and then even more snuggling and playing.
On Saturday, my little brother married the most wonderful girl, and I gained a sister.
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| photo courtesy of instagram.com/callieliz |
It was simple, and sweet, and emotional. There was a small cake and coffee reception at the church, and then a beautiful party at a little red barn in the country. I was a "groomswoman" (meaning I stood beside my brother during the ceremony), and with everything going on, I left my phone at my parents' house. Unfortunately, that means that I didn't get any photos, but I'm sure there will be plenty of pictures floating around social media soon. The photographer was also an old friend from college, and it was amazing to see her! I'm so eager to see how her shots turned out.
It really was a wonderful day. I'm going to choose to remember the good parts, and not the crazy toddler meltdowns Colin had throughout the day. To be fair, we put him through a heck of a lot over the weekend. He even had a job to do during the ceremony; but more on that when the pictures come back. :)
It really was a wonderful day. I'm going to choose to remember the good parts, and not the crazy toddler meltdowns Colin had throughout the day. To be fair, we put him through a heck of a lot over the weekend. He even had a job to do during the ceremony; but more on that when the pictures come back. :)
Sunday, we started our trip home. We decided not to put the kids through another all day journey, and instead opted to stop at a hotel at the halfway point and drive the rest of the way home on Monday. It worked out pretty well, but Reid was fussier than usual. He also felt a little warm to me, and I had a hunch that his ears were still infected (he finished his last round of antibiotics last week).
Long story short, our little turkey, on his six month birthday, got a new prescription and an ENT referral. Yayyy. We are looking into the possibility of tubes. More on that later, too.
So then, today, I finally go back for my first full day of work this week, and.... daycare calls me at work. Twice. The first phone call is from Belinda in the baby room. Reid has pooped through all of his extra outfits, and is currently dressed in a diaper and a way-too-big t-shirt they had laying around. Okay, no big deal, I'll bring more clothes tomorrow, I say. The second phone call is Ms. Pam, the daycare director. Colin threw up all over himself at the lunch table. Oh dear.
I told my boss and left, and thanks be to God, Colin seemed fine when I picked him up. Maybe it's a mild bug, maybe it was something he ate... who knows. He's been sleeping for an hour and a half now and I have been keeping an eye on him. Hopefully tomorrow we will all resume our schedules as usual.
If you've read this whole post, thanks for sticking with me! As soon as I have a few more minutes to breathe, I will have more to share about my little men, including Reid's 6 month stats.
More to come!
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