Weekly

On Sunday night, I was sitting in my recliner with my iPad typing up a quaint little Mothers Day blog post when suddenly two things happened: first, my free blog app crashed, deleting my post. Second, I suddenly had to RUN for the bathroom and puke. Needless to say, that blog post is dead.

I have since found a sleek new blogging app and my nausea is lower at the moment, so here goes: take two. These weekly everything updates are kind of uninspiring to me, but I have no other ideas at the moment, so...general update, now.

 

In the past week, I have kind of plateaued with my recovery. Some days I feel good enough to cook, and other days it's all I can do to toss some cereal at Jay and Rose. This back-and-forth thing is pretty discouraging for me because once I get a taste of feeling good, I want it to last. One day I'm doing dishes and the next I'm hurling my dinner. I know I should be grateful that I'm better than I was, but like Ariel the mermaid, I want more! I'd very much prefer to get all the yucky days over all at once so I can be sure of feeling better every single day. But alas, my nausea is a yo-yo.

New things I have done:

1. load/unload the dishwasher--I can keep my kitchen clean by myself pretty consistently now. Yay!
2. make Jay and Rose lunch
3. I went to the grocery store with Jeff once last week, and it was too much too soon. This week I gave Jeff my list and he did the grocery shopping again.
4. cook dinner twice in one week--with lots of breaks to rest
5. wipe counters and messy peanut butter cheeks
6. go to church! YES, I went to one hour of church on Mothers Day. It was good to be back. It wore me OUT, though. I felt all shaky and weak after sacrament meeting, and I went home and slept for two hours.
7. read books. I started reading some again at last. Last week I read The Fault in Our Stars for an upcoming book club, and this week I started rereading some of my favorite easy-reads, the Sammy Keyes series.

And there you have it. Baby steps! This week marks 15 weeks of pregnancy, and it's starting to show:

Have I mentioned how hard it is to take a picture one-handed with an iPad?

It is so much fun having Jay and Rose home with me all day again, minus certain poopy and/or yogurty incidents. They cart a pile of blocks and little people upstairs from the basement and build and play the day away on the floor in front of my chair. There are disagreements and wild moments, but mostly they have been such good playmates! I sit in my chair and soak it in. Every day after lunch, I go downstairs to the basement and turn on a Sesame Street episode for them.

Rose, post-Go-Gurt one day. When my Mom was here, she left some Go-Gurts in the fridge, and the kids have been loving them. I'm still wondering how Rose managed to get it in her hair. I had to give her a bath after this one. Whew!

On Friday I was feeling rather blah, so we had a PJ-day. We all stayed in our pajamas all day. Jay and Rose loved it, and I have to say they were cute little ghosts in their giant Daddy t-shirts. They keep asking to have another jammy day. Although the line between sweats and PJs is very faint, I try to at least get us all changed out of what we slept in and into something else by lunchtime most days. So ambitious, I know.

 

Jay, multi-tasking: Go-Gurt-ing and Sunning.

Smooch.

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