Week 16: Back to Life, Back to Reality!

Finally.  After 16 weeks, I feel like I have finally turned a corner.  I am beginning to return to normal levels of functionality.  Beginning at least.  After 3 consecutive days without a nap (can't tell you the last time that happened), I crashed on the fourth day and ended up napping as long as my kids- which wasn't my intention, but sure felt good none-the-less.

The first 3 days of week 16 were probably more productive than the previous 3 months combined!  Sadly, I am not sure that is an exaggeration.  And I headed into the middle of the week feeling good, I was hoping this productivity would continue.  But then, I found my kids begging me (repeatedly and very insistently) to just "READ" as I found myself dozing (snoring?) off while reading their naptime stories.  So I decided that 3 consecutive days of being productive were very successful and should therefore be rewarded with a nap!  :)

This week has also caused a lot of contemplation and reflection.  Our ultrasound will be here before we know it, amazingly enough.  Can I really be just shy of halfway?  Really?  And for the first time in our parenting journey, this ultrasound has caused debate.  To find out or not?  With the previous three, it was never really much of a discussion.  We both really like not finding out.  In fact, we've loved it.  And for me, I would almost say it's something I'm passionate about!  Laugh if you must; I know that I'm weird and quirky.  But at least I'm honest!  But we both know that this might just be the last time we have the chance to see the grass on the other side, so we're wondering if we should check it out over there.  We haven't come to a conclusion, yet, but we're at least considering it.

We also got to meet another new baby this week.  This time, we took the whole family to across town to welcome little Jed Morris into the world.  I think Sophia was in heaven.  I'm not lying when I say I think she could have held that sweet little boy until he was too big to hold!  She was hurrying Tim and I up to have her turn.  I never knew until maybe after Noah was born how much I love newborns.  There's just something so special about their scrunched up little bodies that you want to hold onto forever because you know it passes too quickly.

And boy, did holding Jed make the beginning of November seem oh...so...far...away...