I had a blog post started for today, but I have a bad cold and was having a hard time feeling like I was saying anything of value. LOL! We seem to have gotten one sickness right after another in the past couple of weeks. I managed to make it without getting the first cold, but I haven’t been sleeping well (third trimester pregnancy combined with a sore back), so I think that contributed to it.
Anyway….right now we are just in survival mode which consists of: doing laundry, making extremely basic meals and dishes. That’s about it. There are only 2 weeks left until my due date and the hot weather we had been having really wiped me out. I did dig out my thread crochet again and have been working on that, as a way to help me feel like I am doing SOMETHING, not just sitting around.
The kids have been so helpful around the house while I have been not so energetic. We’ve been doing lots of team cleaning, reading and playing games. Jed, Mark and Ellie all had birthdays this month and Jed was given Boggle as a gift from Pake and Beppe. I never thought we would spend so much time doing spelling this summer without realizing it! LOL!
The children are all getting anxious for Baby Autumn’s (Emmy) arrival. One day last week Ellie brought me the carseat and said, “Emmy out!”. Last night when I announced that I was going to the store for a few things, Jake wanted requested that I stop by the hospital and get Emmy out. Mark helped me get out the baby bed and clothes today. They still need some organizing, but at least they are accessible now.
So, I think I will try to go back to doing daily photos since they are much easier when in survival mode. I hate not posting at all, but I have been too tired to even think much lately. We are managing all right, though. The good news is that as soon as the baby is born, I feel great again. I am so looking forward to having energy! It was helpful this week to have Mama make supper for us one night, as well as a birthday cake for Jed. My good friend Becky also brought us a batch of chicken noodle soup (or Jewish penicillin, as my grandmother use to call it) since we were sick. That was a treat, too!