It’s a cold December morning. 5 A.M. was the wakeup time. 6:30 if you’re under the age of 10 is apparently an acceptable Christmas break wake up. My children don’t sleep in. But, I’ve been up since 5 myself so….
Day 2 of our winter break was way less exciting for the kiddos than Day 1.
Flu shots & Lab work & video games all day sums up Day 2. It was a pretty decent day on my end though.
I took Maddie & Owen in for their 2nd dose of shot. Maddie held my hands tightly. Owen was totally brave up until it was his turn. I had to pick him up and set him on the chair and then kind of hold him in place while he cried. Poor kid.
Following that load of fun, we headed to the Air Force Academy’s hospital for lab work for me to check the pregnancy levels. Hooray, huh?! Doesn’t Day 2 just sound like LOADS of fun? If you follow me on snapchat, you saw last week’s bloodwork rant & how that went. (Cocky little young person… I broke his streak of November since he wasn’t able to draw my blood…. he redeemed himself last week, but my vein was destined to swell & bruise after being poked too many times in a short period). Well, yesterday guess who calls me back?! Yup. Cocky little guy again. He made jokes about who did that to my arm and thankfully managed to stab me only one time. HOORAY! (I have tiny and deep veins… tiny and deep. Getting poked only once it like a dream come true. Normally it’s at least twice. AT LEAST). So, he managed to get it on the first prick from my left (the non-bruised, but heavily tattooed) arm. We high-fived afterward because we both know how hard that is to accomplish with my veins.
Anyway, so a few hours later a nurse called me to tell me my levels…. TWO! My pregnancy levels were back down to practically nothing. I’m no longer pregnant which is a really weird thing to be excited to hear, but it means I’m healing and that’s a really good thing. I have a followup next week for the surgery and I should be good to go. I can’t even explain how much that phone call has put me in a happier mood. I was starting to feel better, finally but hearing that just was the icing on the cake. It’s almost done. I can move on. I don’t have to go in for lab work anymore, I don’t have to get pricked and poked a million times. I can finally heal. It’s bittersweet, really.
In other news, (again you’ve already seen this if you follow me on snapchat), I got my chalk markers yesterday! WHOOOOOO-HOOOO! I can’t even tell you how excited I was for these things to come in. I’d ordered this chalkboard wallpaper MONTHS ago and finally had the oomph to hang it on a weird cabinet wall in my kitchen. It worked out perfectly & now I’m dying to hang more, but all of our walls have those weird bumpy texture to them, so that’s probably the only place it’ll really get hung up, which is fine but I’m all hyped about it so it’s kind of lame at the same time. Anyway… chalk markers were delivered and I immediately ripped em open.
Doesn’t it just look FUN?! Yes. Yes, it does! And it is! And I’m still so excited about them.
I also came home to a sweet package from a super sweet friend.
I’ve never tried a LUSH product. (Don’t throw rocks at me!) so I about died of excitement when I opened this. It smells HEAVENLY!
Also, major props to LUSH for their packaging. The note was right on top, which means I didn’t have to dig. The wrapping was adorable and it’s recycled paper. That just makes me love them so much.
And that’s Day 2 in a nutshell, folks.