Hey y'all. It's been a few days. I think this is one of the longest stretches I've gone without blogging. It's just been one of those insane weeks when you don't have a moment to stop and breathe, and I feel like this is the first moment I've had to sit down and write.
Thankfully, with the reintroduction of Zyrtec, we got Andrew's hives to go away and stay away (hopefully). He and Patrick both ended last week and started this week with colds. Now they're both on the mend, and I feel like my face may explode at any moment. Plus, I can't breathe through my nose which has to be some form of medieval torture. Glorious sinus pressure. I took two . . . yep two . . . that's a hefty dose for me . . . Benadryl last night to knock myself out. I slept okay, but was up at 2:30 looking for some ibuprofen to fix my pounding head.
I know the current state of my family's health is fascinating y'all, but I have switch gears here.
Our adoption agency received two referrals this past week for two little boys. Once again, we're super excited for those families, and we're "movin' on up" the line. Everytime our agency receives another referral the theme song from "The Jeffersons" plays in my head. I never claimed to be normal. Anyway, it's still a long wait, but everyday is a day closer. Sometimes, as we go about our everyday life day after day, week after week, it seems a little surreal that we are actually waiting for a precious little girl. But we know that God has it all in control, and that's all that matters.
So that's it. Cold or no cold, the laundry beckons, and the sheets and towels must be changed. Have an awesome and safe weekend y'all.
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