Well, today has been less than stellar. I think it has been the worst one since the very beginning. I woke up and just had the strongest urge to go home...to be in my home with my family. Tomorrow marks 3 weeks in the hospital so far and if things go as we hope, we have 7 more to go. Today, it all seemed so insurmountable. Like it would never end and then the guilt came for feeling this way when I know that its good that we are still here for Annabelle. As strange as it may sound, sometimes it still doesn't feel real.
I got to see my boy this weekend. It has to be said, he is the most beautiful thing in the entire world. He sat by me!! Oh, was I a happy mama. He kissed my belly and wanted me to come with him everywhere. Then, him and my niece Bailey ran around the lobby with the toys trying to catch each other. What a joy it was to see him smile and laugh so freely. Admittedly, it is still hard to only watch and not be a part of it, but just the fact that I get to see makes me happy.
We have another ultrasound tomorrow morning, so I'll let ya'll know what is going on soon as I hear.
Ah, Lindsey. I love you. And I am so sorry that you have to do this right now. May I swing by a couple times this week, so we can knit and practice being old ladies?
ReplyDeleteI wish I could come visit you! *HUGS* You are doing amazingly well for having to go through such a difficult thing. We pray for you constantly.
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