I noticed as I typed the title to this post, that I’ve used it before. I guess I have a lot of weeks that are packed full of stuff that I want to tell you guys about.
This week started off with church, dinner at my mom’s, and church again on Sunday.
Then, Monday was Chris’ first day off of work. I took Owen to the hospital for a bili level check. His level didn’t go down very much at all over the weekend, so the doctor told us to take him back on Wednesday for another check.
On Tuesday, I pretty much laid around the house laughing at my kids for most of the day, and then we went to my Mamaw’s for dinner and cake for her 70th birthday party.
Wednesday, I took Owen back to the hospital. Unfortunately, his level went up again. Which really stinks. Please continue to keep him in your prayers. He is being referred to a hematologist at Children’s Hospital, but they haven’t called us yet with the appointment. Wednesday night was church.
Yesterday, we took the kids to the zoo. We had a lot of fun. It was hot, but not unbearably so. Kyra and Elijah rode a camel. It was so cute watching them. After the zoo, we went to Red Lobster to eat. It was so yummy. The kids were good, and they ate well, too. You can’t beat that.
That brings us up to speed. Today, I’ve pretty much tended to the baby, and hung around the house. I did work out a little bit, took a shower, and fed me and the kids a healthy lunch. So, some worthwhile activities have been achieved. I cleaned the abyss that was Kyra’s bedroom on Wednesday, so I’m still basking in that accomplishment. I should have taken before and after pictures. Her room was clean when I went to the hospital to have Owen, and, in the month since then, I had not touched her room at all. It just kept getting messier. It was so horrible. With the baby taking up much of my time with all of the normal baby stuff plus the almost daily hospital trips, her bedroom was at the bottom of the list of household stuff that I felt needed to be taken care of. It got to an all time level of messiness when Luke was over the other evening. He was going to put a dollar in each of the kids’ piggy banks (because he’s a really sweet uncle), and told Kyra that her room was so messy that he didn’t know if he could get to her piggy bank to put the dollar in. To that, my daughter replied, “You just have to look for the holes, and then step there.” Yeah. It was that bad. I cleaned it up on Wednesday, though, while Chris held the baby for me.
That totally means that I don’t have to do anymore housework this week, right? Right?