What. A. Weekend.
I needed a day or two to recover but here we are at Wednesday and life has not slowed down.
Friday morning I went in for another ultrasound. This time we got a good profile shot of Little Miss and we also got a shot the showed us that she is in fact a little miss! The tech spent quite a bit of time checking things over which always makes me nervous but she finished up the visit with “This baby looks beautiful!” so I went on my way. 🙂
After picking up the boys from school, they got settled in for some quiet time and I got settled in for a nap! Before falling asleep I checked my email to find this super amazing note from Connor’s teacher. We have been working hard on handwriting and talking a lot about not talking in class. I was so proud to read that he’s doing so well in class lately!
Friday night (and all day Saturday) Abe had a meeting with our church. The boys and I ordered pizza, watched a movie and passed out! It was a lazy night for sure.
Abe left the house at about 8:30 Saturday morning and I knew I did not want to spend the entire day in the house. First up- a Target run!
Connor convinced me to use the carts that are as big as a bus and they loved every second of it!
I had a couple more errands to run & thankfully the boys were in pretty good moods and didn’t mind tagging along.
Saturday afternoon the boys and I got ready to hit the gym only to find out their child care closes at 3 on the weekends. So, we decided on frozen yogurt followed by a bike/scooter ride!
Our community has a really beautiful trail that leads us to the “big park”. We took advantage of the gorgeous weather and played for a bit. Abe was even able to join us after his meeting. It was the perfect ending to the afternoon.
Sunday was pretty terrible. Honestly, one of the hardest days we have had in a very, very long time. I still have no idea why it happened, but Connor had a pretty huge meltdown (3 hours long) that caused us to leave church after less than 10 minutes into the service and cancel all of our afternoon plans. I don’t want to get into the details because people just don’t understand and also because it is still very painful for me. I know that he does not mean the things he does/says during these times, but the whole event is pretty traumatizing for me as his mom. Hours later as I was laying in bed for the night, I burst into tears just thinking about the day. It’s hard. Really hard.
But, I do have this photo to remind me of the sweet moment I caught before the chaos. Early in the morning before Abe and I got out of bed, the boys played so nicely together in their playroom. I love catching these moments and seeing the love between the two of them.
