Last week I got to go home. Home to where I grew up, to visit my parents, sister and best friend. By myself. I didn't drag my two sweet boys with me. I rode on a plane by myself. Do you know how nice that is? I read two books, a magazine and did some Bible study.
I got home Sunday night. And Monday morning was back to reality as Kolby came in to wake me up. And I remembered that I had to take both boys with me to the doctors visit where I have to drink the orange soda and wait for an hour. And have an ultrasound. I had tried to find a sitter, it just didn't work out.
They did great. Except for when Sage hit Kolby because Kolby hit Sage accidentally while swinging the magna doodle around. While I was getting the ultrasound. She told me I needed to relax. The baby looks great, he is a good size and she saw another peek that he is indeed a he. He didn't look at us too much and quite honestly, I just wanted to get out of there before the boys destroyed something or each other.
We were on our way to Chick-fil-A as a reward for behaving so well and then I saw USA Baby and thought we could just pop in for a quick look at car seats. It didn't go as well as the doctor visit but we didn't destroy anything.
And then I spent a lot of the afternoon on the phone trying to figure out how much it costs for Kolby to see a Ponsetti certified doctor since he isn't on our insurance plan. I still don't know if we would have to pay for the shoes or if insurance would cover them. They are $400 shoes so it is kind of a big deal. Frustrating process.
I will get back to more exciting things when more exciting things happen. For now, this is life.