Well, here I stand or rather sit (standing is too taxing anymore). Rob and I started this week with mixed emotions. We were extremely happy, nervous, stressed, excited, all at the same time. You name it, we felt it. We faced a final closing date on our new home on Wednesday afternoon. The first few days were filled with hour upon hour of packing and tending to Jacob in the midst of the confusion. To our surprise, we actually finished sorting through the last-minute "junk" and packing our possessions before dinner on Tuesday evening. Somehow, although emotions ran high in the house, we managed to play it pretty calm around Jacob. Although he required more one-on-one time than normal, he seemed overjoyed to help us pack.
Ironically, this week was supposed to be the start of a two-week long vacation in which we were to take Jacob to Florida to meet “The Mouse” and introduce him to his great-grandmother and many of our cousins. Our plans changed abruptly about eight weeks ago when we first learned of the lead paint in our rental and the need to move. Fortunately, we’ve been too busy to remember what a vacation feels like and Jacob was extremely understanding about the need to change our plans, telling us that it was “Okay (to go) later.”
Despite all the activity going on in our lives, my pregnant body is still demanding a nap during the afternoon. Staying awake all day still leaves me feeling like I have the flu by evening, low-grade fever and all. Funny how a little sleep can keep that sensation away. My husband, wonderful man that he is, was understanding enough to let me sleep when I dozed off each afternoon nursing Jacob -- at least until Wednesday afternoon when we had to make a 2pm appointment at our attorney’s office. Somehow the adrenaline must have kicked in Wednesday, because although I still find myself dragging shortly after dinner, the flu-like symptoms did not return all week.