Returning to Normal

Have you ever had a moment where your breath was taken away with how blessed you are?  As I rocked a crying Buggy back to sleep tonight, I had that moment.  I instantly got choked up and for the life of me could not remember what life was like before Buggy was part of our lives.  I just wanted to hold and rock him all night.  I don't get those sweet quiet moments much anymore since he now has just two speeds - run and sleep.

On a slightly different note, our house is finally starting to return to normal.  I will say that I hate the coxsakie virus!  Buggy finally did not have a fever today.  He started drinking more and even ate a little today.  We are praying for a good night.  Hubby was up with him 8 times last night and I was up with him twice.  Baby has not gotten that illness even though his big brother LOVES to love on him and hold him.  Baby has been quite congested though - just a cold.  He seems to be doing a bit better as well.

I currently am not ill at all (I say currently because recent months have shown me how quickly that can change).  Hubby had his post-op check up for his cyst removal surgery today.  The surgeon was quite pleased with how his back is healing!  Only about 2-3 more weeks of daily bandage changes and packing.  I am amazed at how much the wound has closed up in the past week.  I just need to make sure it heals from the inside out and keep it packed with gauze until I can't pack it anymore.

So, with life beginning to return to normal, we are throwing a wrench in the works again.  We are making the 90 mile trek to visit family and introduce Baby to people back where I grew up. How much more out-of-whack can our routine get?  Please pray for an uneventful drive!