So Much for Snow

Well, the sun is out today. It's a beautiful (windy) sunny 52 degrees. I really didn't think 52 degrees would ever be considered warm in my books, but, today it is. With that said, I must address the arctic blast. It has been insanely miserable here. Today is the first time it has gotten above freezing in 48 hours. We had icicles on everything for 2 days. We did get the short end of the stick when it comes to snow- or lack there of. That was a huge bummer for the girls, and for me. I wanted Caden to get some pics of him in the snow because the girls all have them. It has snowed every other year since about 2004. Caden, guess you'll see it next year! This "arctic blast" was predicted to be so severe that they had a snow day on Friday. It was not wasted, but should just have been named "ice day" instead.

The girls have been going nuts. They are not inside kind of kids. I had to tell Kendall to get inside like 5 times Thursday, and she was bare foot. Caden and I have not been anywhere, other than the 3 doctor visits, since he got sick.

I have been coping with the great indoors by cooking. A lot. I must say, I have impressed myself. I actually WANT to cook, I am not cooking out of obligation. I would love to be sewing as well, but it's a very difficult thing to do with a 10 month old who will not let you out of his sight. It's easier to cook because I just plop him in his high chair with some yummy snacks, do a little sweet talkin every once in a while, and my boy is satisfied.

A year ago today I was in the hospital. I was sitting in a hospital bed, having contractions, hoping for minimal decelerations from the baby boy, taking meds, and wondering how much longer we were going to do this. I honestly was done. I think Caden was too, but we held on! The highlights of my day were my visits from my husband (he brought me cinnamon rolls from McDonald's every evening). He came everyday after work, and my mom took care of the kids. I don't know what I would do without either one of them. When the girls came to see me it was more torture than happy. The end of the visit was awful. Haleigh handled it with such poise, but Kendall cried each time she had to leave. And, I cried too. As soon as that door would close I would loose it. We all survived.