I’ve been thinking about what to write about here. We are all still okay.

My Mom may not visit as planned due to a possible meeting date change, which stinks but that’s okay. We may go back home for Christmas, prices of airline tickets and Chris’ ability to get leave pending of course. We just started talking about it over the weekend and have yet to check prices but I’m sure we can find decent ones.

I got a survey from the hospital we stayed at, asking about my experiences while we were there. Chris thought that was awkward for me to have to do but it wasn’t too bad. Really we had THE best service ever there, hands down ever, compared to any other hospital we were at. It was so stellar we ended up telling various nurses and a few drs how happy we were.

The kids are talking about the baby every other day or so, some of it is funny stories and some of it makes me cry.

One of the funny stories was Alice gave me a hug as I was standing on my tiptoes, stretching. She said my tummy wasn’t hard anymore, because before she could feel the baby when she hugged me. We talked about George not being here anymore and she said now I was just chubby, not pregnant. You have to laugh at a six year old who says that! Or at least I did.

It’s even funnier because when Mom was here before Alice asked if she was pregnant or was she just chubby. It’s just these little observances that kids make that create laughter and stories for days.

Being able to laugh when talking about George feels good.

Comments are closed.