Alive

I'm still alive, albeit sick with the neverending cold/walking pneumonia/bronchitis/pleurisy-ish sickness. I'm starting to forget what normal feels like!

I am sooo thankful that my hubs-ville is off work tomorrow! He realized that he had one personal day left to take this year, and tomorrow was the only day he had a sort of open schedule. He still has to phone in for a meeting, but that was the best day for him and I am soooo glad.

It's been a very long week. I forgot how rowdy little boys get during the winter! Both boys have been waking in the night this week. Elijah for nightmares and Noah for who knows why. I think he must be getting his bottom molars or something, because it's very unusual for him. He normally is very tired after a day full of action!

I've been going back and forth about this baby. Once recently Sophia was being especially whiney and I thought, "O Lord, please let this baby be a boy." Then we put up the Christmas tree the night we had carolers and I quickly remembered how hard it is to decorate the tree with an active 2 year old boy underfoot and I prayed, "O Lord, let it be a girl". I'm so glad I don't get to decide the gender of the baby, I could never do it!

Other than the above, not much has been going on here. I've been in bed for two weeks and for the last week I've just wished for bed and rest. :) Speaking of which, I think I'll go and do that right now. Nighty-nite!