Sometimes a week is like a year

This is the photo we sent out as our annual St. Patty's day photo. I hope we keep doing it- others enjoy it but it's just fun for us to.

So this past week was like living several weeks in one. Last Sunday, I went back to work. I had to set an alarm and get ready for the day before my 9 week old son was even awake. The day went okay as I was overwhelmed by all that I have to do now to catch up at work from 8 weeks of absence. The residents and staff missed me and told me that I was doing good to be there and that they understood that I missed you so. That somehow made it easier. I made it through and made a new pile of to do lists as well.

The next morning we had to pack up our stuff and move to a hotel 25 minutes away so that our apartment could undergo mold repairs. Barbara helped us a lot because there is no way I could have moved two babies and all of our stuff into a hotel by myself. Then, as soon as dad got off work and drove all the way there, I immediately had to leave to go to work until 10:30. We stayed until Wednesday in one room. That meant keeping Charlie as quiet as possible so that Jack could sleep in the same room. It was interesting. Did I mention that we were all slightly sick as well? Except Charlie- breastmilk champ.

Then, Gregg helped us move out and then I had to go to work again and dad had you both on his own. Same for Thursday. Then Friday- our 6th wedding anniversary was the first day you were both with Monica who we've hired for day care. I was doing fine. I walked out of the house feeling okay and feeling that you were safe. Then I got in the car and the song out of my stereo was called "Surrender" It's a Christian song and the second I heard that it was the song, I started to laugh out loud as the lump formed in my throat. I literally said out loud, " I get it Lord, I am trying but it's so hard!" One of the lines of the song is, " Everything I have so precious, I give it all to You!"

So- I cried my way to work and for a few minutes there. To make a long agonizing feeling short for the time being- I got through it and you are fine. Everything went great in fact. So there- I surrendered. Well sort of- I thought of you all day and vowed to take a Christianity break if you got hurt or stolen by Monica. Then I'd tell myself, God is in control, everything I have is His treasure- you are His treasure. Of course He will care for you as I do my best to make good decisions.

Last night for our wedding anniversary, we were determined to go out to dinner even with the two of you. Our first two plans (sushi) had a wait out the door as Charlie screamed in the back seat. We ended up with Italian, an annoying waitress, and a few special smiles across the table at eachother as we realized the special thing we are building and the perfect craziness that life is now.

We ended the night after you were asleep with some champagne in our wedding glasses. We love eachother and we hope that you find this kind of love to share your life with.

I have to go now because Charlie, you just pooped so loudly after not going for two days. Good times.