We spent the day yesterday going to Ikea with my mom, just for looking, and then came back to her house to spend the night. It is so nice having her close and being able to do this. It feels like a mini vacation.
Plus now the boys can stay with her while we take Toby to the hospital.
Jones has had a lot of time off at work, which is a blessing and a curse. I love the family time, but hate the constant fear in my mind that we wont be able to make bills this month because of it. He feels it too and woke up yesterday and cleaned the kitchen and made indian food to "make up for it" The poor guy works so hard and misses us so much and then when he does get to spend time with us gets the joy of guilt and stress. Damned if you do, Damned if you don't, I guess.
Well it is about time to go, wish us luck.
Everything went great,
the nurses and doctors were fantastic and we walked away with a drowsy little girl with a clean bill of health.
She won't need another check up for 3-5 years, and as long as she lives a heart healthy life, she will be just fine.
I think we could all use a heart healthy life.
Love you girly.