I suppose the title of this post dates me a bit. After all, I can’t hear that phrase without automatically thinking of the song with the same name released in 1989 by Soul II Soul. (I was 13 years old at the time?!)
My sister who has been here for 2 1/2 weeks flew home yesterday. Suffice it to say, she is already sorely missed! She was such a HUGE help with all the kids, especially when she watched the three older ones for three days while I was in the hospital having Ari. It’s amazing how she kept things so under control. Even though she is only 20 years old and she is one of the youngest in my family of 9 kids, she handled things like an experienced pro.
After I came home from the hospital, she really helped me transition from having three kids to four kids. Often times she did things for me without me even asking – picking up the house, doing dishes, making lunches for the kids, folding laundry – and she always helped with a cheerful and loving attitude. I wish I could hire her for the whole summer!
What I adored the most, though, was how smitten she was with Ari. She has never been around newborns much, but she took to it pretty easily.
For the most part, I have been doing relatively well with my recovery this time around. However, I did end up in the emergency room last week because of post partum hemorrhaging. Not fun at all!
I wish I could say I have fully mended from those issues, but unfortunately I haven’t. It is hard to take it easy when there is so much I want to do, and so much that needs to be done. I have been more tired than usual, but I am hopeful that sometime in the next week or so things with my health will calm down, especially since Rudy has to go back to work on Monday.
It has been such a blessing to have him and my sister around. I definitely could not have survived these last two weeks without the immense help that both of them have given me! I hope once I am on my own in a few days with all 4 kids that I manage to keep at least part of my sanity … especially with an overly active and curious two year old, and especially during the afternoon witching hours. I will be saying lots of prayers so I can have the patience and strength that I need!