My husband has been such a good example to me lately about keeping a record of what is going on in his life. I see him and think "I should do that...." but it doesn't happen. The last 5 weeks have been so unbelieveable that if it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't believe it if I heard our story. Every time I think that we have covered the bases on major life events, another one pops up. I don't think I can handle any more exciting/stressful/life changing events . There aren't too many left that haven't yet happened to us. In an effort to rid myself of the anxiety this is causing, I am going to write it all down, and then they will be out of my mind.
In the last 4 weeks the following things have happened to our family ( in order): been pregnant (after 5 years of nothing--and after adopting a baby boy), bought a condo, learned our son's birthmother is pregnant again and wants us to have the baby, found out that my pregnancy was no longer viable, got a D&C, found a new condo (a fluke) and put a bid in on it, finalized Jacob's adoption, had a big religious ceremoney for him, (that is all just the first 9 days), sold the old condo, closed on the now one, moved in, been to the ER three times for unknown health issues (me), taken my daughter to the ER for stitches after she decided to jump off the couch into a pile of snowglobes (don't ask), had the "new car" break down and have to buy another one, and now I am unpacking boxes to make the house prersentable for our next homestudy in two days (and hubby is out of town for work).
I am tired.
I am going to go into more detail about some of these at a later time, but now it just feels good to put it down and just be tired.
