Besides that, what a week. This greeting card applies. "I am not not afraid. I was born to do this." -Joan of Arc.
As most of you know, we decided last minute to opt out of the house we were supposed to close on the next day. Reiteration- we found out on our anniversary that the house would require astronomical flood insurance annually with no guarantee that the price wouldn't go up. So, on the next day, when we were supposed to close and start moving, I was catatonic with disappointment wandering aimlessly down the aisles of TJ Maxx looking at housewares that are beautifully unnecessary to me. Why buy more pretty things when all of the pretty home decor items I have are ALREADY PACKED AND READY TO MOVE???
A day later, when I was exactly 24 weeks pregnant, i.e. 6 months, I came down with a severe stomach bug that put me into the hospital for dehydration and early contractions. Three IV bags and two days of utter misery later, I'm back to the land of the living. Baby is fine, the contractions were only a result of the dehydration and we're moving on from the house nightmare.
Nico and I are fine. We have our eyes on the prize, we are past the fact that we are living in a bare apartment, decided to stay half packed and will keep looking for the right house. Whenever it comes on the market.
When it rains, it pours hammers and nails. But we ain't scared. We were born for this. We have each other and we'll make it work. We got this. The outpouring of support from our friends and family this past week has been frigging amazing. Every day I was checked on by my girls, and my mom came over when I was sick to clean and freshen up the house and bring us food.
A big fat Thank You to everybody who was there to help us keep our heads above water (no flood pun intended) and remind us that all is not lost. You know who you are.