Yesterday night after my mom and I spent all day cleaning her house and packing up all our stuff so I could finally go home and see my hubby after three agonizingly long weeks. I end up having to stay put for another week. After a good cry I have accepted this fact and know that it is for the best. Our house is still not in a state as to house toddlers and a very pregnant woman just yet. So, one more week it is. This is hard for me because Ben has had to already miss his first week of playschool and now will miss a second. But, I suppose he doesn't yet know what he is missing so it's okay.
Things on the pregnancy fromt are ballooning along just fine. There is finally progrress on the part of my colon. And for that I am very grateful. My iron is still quite low and I have to have more bloodwork done. Yadda yaddda yadda. I just have to drink more hamster poop syrup I'm told. Some days are good and other days I feel like I'm a walking zombie. Like today. Probably I'm just still a bit down that I didn't get to see my precious hubby like I thought. And now I probably won't be there to welcome the arrival of "Baby D". SO sad. I feel like I have good reason to pout today and so I decided I would take today to pout and wallow in my self pity for a moment and then tomorrow I will accept that what will be will be and I might as well enjoy things for what they are. Another week with my amazing mom, another week of having internet and cable TV. Another week to to sleep in and send my kids to Grammas room in the morning to watch cartoons. I think it's pretty genius to have a TV in you room for those mornings when you wanna keep laying in bed. Although I'm not sure if it would be the best idea for me. The morning would turn into afternoon and if you ever came to visit me I'd be in my pj's with my kids in bed with me still at noon. Actually that doesn't sound so bad...
So, do you all feel bad for me yet? Don't you feel sorry for me being pampered here at my mom and dad's home? Waiting for my brand new house to be finished? And don't you feel bad for me that I'm feeling tired even though my baby is healthy and growing? Isn't my life so horrid!!?
No. No it isn't. It's wonderful and I'm so blessed that it is all working out. But, I do miss my husband. But, at least I've got my three precious kids and my mom here with me to keep my spirits high. I love them. And you know what? They love me too.