Some times I'm just so happy when Friday comes. When I went to pick up Addie from preschool today they were doing a dance and singing "It's Friday, It's Friday," and I could so relate. It's been a long week. Pat is continuing to improve. He's still exhausted, but he insisted on going back to work Wednesday. We're hoping things continue to go well with his recovery, and we've been so grateful for the support we've felt after a scary few days. It's given me quite the dose of perspective and also a real blessing feeling the love of family and friends.
We're hoping this baby stays put through Thanksgiving so we can enjoy a quiet week checking things off the to-do list and soaking up our remaining time as a family of four. Things aren't scheduled until the 2nd, but this baby boy has been making his upcoming arrival known with contractions all week long (very unlike the first two times we've done this) so he's peaked my curiosity and given me hope/dread that he may show up early. Lots on our agenda this weekend as we pick up where we left off last weekend with the nesting projects, but hopefully we'll get some good resting accomplished, too. Happy weekend!
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