It’s hard living so far away from all of our family, but we’re thankful that our moms have both been able to make the trip up a few times this year already! Here are some pictures from those visits!
Our house just got hit with a 9 day stomach bug. Yes, I said NINE! I didn’t even know that was possible, but apparently they can last up to 10 days. Matt was the lone survivor, but me and all three kids were taken out pretty hard.
Anyone else get sad every time one of your Bibles is worn out and needs replaced? All my notes and underlines, with dates jotted all throughout the margins. What everyone assumes are coffee stains, but are really the pigment from flowers I pressed from my grandfather’s funeral. 4 leaf clovers hidden here and there from days when I’ve read outside. All special memories and reminders of how God used specific passages to comfort, encourage, and spur me on.
April showers typically bring May flowers, but not this time. This time they’re bringing rainboots, which totally makes more sense… or at least just as much sense.
One of my fears throughout my twin pregnancy was that I wouldn’t recognize the signs of labor when they came. Every mom that heard me say this laughed at me. “Oh, you’ll know!” Even the nurses I met in the hospital the week I was on bed rest reassured me. “Contractions will stop you in your tracks.”
Well, they were wrong.
As you know, our little Abi (4 weeks old tomorrow) tested positive for PKU on her initial newborn screening, but upon further testing we were hopeful this could be a rare false positive. They wanted to repeat the test a third time for confirmation.
It was interesting having a twin pregnancy first, and then going to a singleton less than a year later. Generally women show more with their second child, so I feel like I didn’t get an accurate comparison between singletons and twins because of this. I think I show later in pregnancies in general, but I do feel like my bump appeared sooner this time, especially considering the fact that there was just one baby in there! And it wasn’t until about the mid 20s that I could really see a significant difference between my singleton and twin bump size… at least not in the photos.
Last Tuesday, while Matt was at work and I was blissfully sleeping to the rarity of all three kids napping at once, I awoke to 3 voicemails from the Weisskopf Center for Pediatric Genetics stressing the importance of calling them back ASAP to discuss the results of Abi’s state-mandated newborn screening.