Monday, April 1, 2013

oh, hey baby - week 9

this week, more than any other week i've ever had the privilege to know my husband, i was irrationally frustrated with him. the whys and details are trivial, i assure you; no need to go in to gritty detail here. i will say only that the things which usually make me only slightly - if at all - irritated with joey made me absolutely furious with him this week. and yell, holy hannah was i a yeller all.week.long. this baby is the light in my day, but the nausea and moodiness have sufficiently stayed their welcome. thank you, husband of mine, for your unending patience and understanding. where would i be without you?!

this weekend we made the four hour hike back to south dakota to celebrate easter with our families. we had the most amazing time and i was reminded ever more why i miss my family so much when i'm away for more than a couple of months. leaving on sunday was the last thing in the world i wanted to do. we spent friday night with my mom and her husband, saturday morning with my dad, saturday afternoon with my extended family for about an hour, and the rest of saturday evening was spent with joey's family. on sunday morning we woke up far earlier than i would have chosen to attend sunrise service, had brunch with joey's family after church, and spent a few hours celebrating and eating tons of phenomenal food with my mom's extended family. it was such a busy weekend, but the kind of busy that makes the long drive to south dakota seem completely worth every second. the drive back home to saint paul, on the other hand, was gruesomely long and i was forever grateful to pull in to our lovely little neighborhood and head straight to bed. this baby makes mama tired by about 7:30 every night, and with a weekend like that under our belts that bed of mine was the only thing that would have relieved my sorry little eyes.

next week joey and i have our first real prenatal appointment. we can't wait to see and hear more about our little love. until then!

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