Well goodness me with a few days at the end of last week with a little momentum behind us, and the kids pretty much on the mend, I was excited for Friday to arrive. Ben took the day off and we headed out for a family fun day with the kids. We’re wanting to give them as many fun and memorable moments at present before bubs arrives. I had my digital SLR in hand and I was snapping away at the kids enjoying themselves.
We had fish and chips for lunch and just enjoyed being with each other. When we got home we put the kids down for a late nap, I sat down with my camera in hand, and a cup of tea ready to edit photos, and take it easy while the Ben tackled some more painting. I was even going to try and pump out a few blog posts for the week ahead, you know pre-plan and get ahead and on track again. But what did I do? I accidentally deleted all the pictures from my camera. So I sat and cried like a pregnant hormonal woman, with Cohen’s words ringing in my ears that it had been the best day ever.
Saturday morning we were setting out with a list of errands to run and things to do and Sunday I was hoping to sneak by a local PCYC, where an antiques and collectibles fair was on. But just before we were heading out Saturday morning and I was getting ready, plans changed. What resulted was Saturday morning in hospital for bubs and I to be checked out. For the record all is well, no alarm for concern, he is still all happy and safe in his womb home for now. It was all precautionary because of
my history so they asked me to go in and be safe rather then sorry.
I hope everyone is well, and that your weekends were enjoyable ones and that your day today is met with smiles and sunshine.