What A Difference
Oh, what a difference a day makes.Last night's bedtime went really well (after we let her cry off-and-on for 20 minutes). This morning around 9 am (!), we were greeted by a surprise visitor to our home: one Briony Evangeline Wright, in all her giggly awesomeness. WELCOME HOME, BRIONY. Oh, how we've missed you. She spent half an hour before breakfast cruising around the house with the biggest grin in the world on her face because she'd discovered a ladybug in our house. 'Look, Mama! A ladybug! HE'S SO CUTE. And Briony's very cute.'
We had a totally successful naptime this afternoon and a totally successful bedtime tonight.
And Geoff got out of the house for the first time in a week (if you count the trip from the hospital to our house... or 11 days if you don't). Nerds that we are, the excursion was to get out and vote - and the weather was HORRIFIC - but I think he was just happy to breathe fresh air and see people who he's not related to. It was a big milestone.
Oh, and we made some arrangements this afternoon to keep Libby locked in our basement for four extra days - so she'll be staying until next week Wednesday. YAY.
No magic involved, but I'm definitely feeling a *glimmer* of optimism - and normalcy - again. We're going to figure this out.
Labels: Briony, Libby, Mommy Stuff, The Boy, The Great Knee Catastrophe of 2010
posted by Lindsay @ 11:42 PM
1 Comments:
a little glimmer of optimism can go a long way...
Thank you again, Libby. And welcome home Briony :) Get better, pretty boy. Stay sane, Lindsay. You're doing a great job of holding it together.
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