The weekend that was: We spent Friday to Sunday in Abbotsford with my parents for Thanksgiving. Just the six of us as my sister and her husband (and my expected niece/nephew) are in Maui for their anniversary/before-we-have-kids trip. We had a lovely weekend even though the Flames got spanked not once but twice this week by the Canucks. And then I took the tinies to church while Brian slogged away at schoolwork.
Where I am at the moment: Writing in the corner of my couch while Joseph sleeps beside me. It’s pouring rain, Brian was called out to work at a flood, Anne is napping and I have a cuppa tea. Wonders!
On my to-do list this week: Take Joseph to the doctor for his “one week appointment” (he’s almost 18 days old now…oops). Also get Anne’s 2-year-appointment (she’s almost 26 months….again, oops) out of the way. I also plan going to a Mummy Group at my church. I was planning on taking the kids to my work as well but it seems everyone is busy (working…how about that?) so that might have to wait until next week. Also, generally working to maintain my sanity while adjusting to the two tinies.
Procrastinating about: Dealing with Anne’s potty training issues. She’s regressed big time since Joseph’s arrival and I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve just put on her pull-ups and, Scarlett O’hara style, just decided to worry about it tomorrow.
Book I’m in the midst of: Zora and Nicky by Claudia Mair Burney. I usually don’t read a lot of Christian fiction (because, to be honest, it’s terrible). But I do love Lisa Samson and she’s a fan of this author. I am only about 50 pages in and I am LOVING it even though its uncomfortable. The tough thing is finding time to read it…*sigh*
Interesting photos that I took this week: I call this look of Joseph’s his “Dr. Evil Look”….as in, “I’d like ….one…MILLION….dollars!” (shout-out to the Austin fans…)
Music that seemed to catch my attention this past week: Actually, just an old chorus that we sang on Sunday morning. “Give thanks with a grateful heart….give thanks to the Holy One…give thanks because he’s given Jesus Christ his son….and now let the weak say I am strong, let the poor say I am rich because of what the Lord has done for me….give thanks.” We used to sing it when I was a kid in church and I’ve always loved it. Seemed very fitting for Thanksgiving and it’s been in my mouth ever since.
How I’m feeling about this week: A little overwhelmed but optimistic.
