The one year anniversary of when my life took a drastic turn for the unexpected is coming quickly. I don't know why I think so much about anniversaries but I do. Something to think about.
Friday: Took Baby to her visit w/biomom. Gave biomom her baby. I was talking to biomom when she looked at me and tears were streaming down her cheeks :( I visited my Grandma, and had a good afternoon at home...Shelby came home after doing "study hall"...the boys came home after wrestling...we had a yummy dinner...good night.
Saturday: We had a pizza party at my grandma's that I jokingly called a P.I.T. - a poodle intervention team. As usual when we arrived, the anti-barking collar was off. We talked and talked and talked about the necessity of it being on the poodle so he doesn't get evicted. We had a couple easy hours at home before leaving earlier than usual for church to help out at the orphan booth and hanging out w/friends before and chatting w/people about Baby after.
Sunday: Friends came over to watch a football game, Baby had a great morning, the kids all did well playing together, Baby had a rough afternoon w/seizures and spitting up/needing to be suctioned. She finally pooped (yeah!!), we had a productive night...good stuff.
Tomorrow: we are going to a funeral for a woman we barely knew that attended the same church we do that was married and had 5 kids - 2 with disabilities. That's how we knew her - passing in the halls dropping off our kids w/special needs to the special needs ministry and/or the special once a month event the church holds. I just couldn't imagine being the husband, now alone w/5 kids, 2 with severe needs. Wow. Praying.
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