We have had an eventful last few days. :)
Tuesday, about noon, the doctor cut the stitch out and said the baby could come anytime, he thinks by this weekend. Thankfully, as of right now, the baby wasn't listening to the doctor, and as much as I am dying for him to arrive, it's probably best for him to stay put for a little bit longer.
You see, Paul decided to go above and beyond with the whole "pregnancy sympathy" thing ... on Tuesday he woke up with "a stomach ache." By Tuesday evening it was bad enough to go in to the ER - long story short about 3 am Wednesday morning he was getting his appendix removed.
Tuesday, about noon, the doctor cut the stitch out and said the baby could come anytime, he thinks by this weekend. Thankfully, as of right now, the baby wasn't listening to the doctor, and as much as I am dying for him to arrive, it's probably best for him to stay put for a little bit longer.
You see, Paul decided to go above and beyond with the whole "pregnancy sympathy" thing ... on Tuesday he woke up with "a stomach ache." By Tuesday evening it was bad enough to go in to the ER - long story short about 3 am Wednesday morning he was getting his appendix removed.
We're now the most pathetic couple ever.
We both waddle.
We both grab for our stomachs if we're laughing too hard (which we've been doing a lot of. This is the most ironic and funny situation. Ever.)
We both take about 5 minutes to get down on the floor, and about 10 minutes to get back up on our feet.
We both hang out in elastic waisted pants and loose shirts because that's what feels good.
We both waddle.
We both grab for our stomachs if we're laughing too hard (which we've been doing a lot of. This is the most ironic and funny situation. Ever.)
We both take about 5 minutes to get down on the floor, and about 10 minutes to get back up on our feet.
We both hang out in elastic waisted pants and loose shirts because that's what feels good.
Paul is having to take pain meds to help manage the pain - which means the pain is horrible for him, because Paul doesn't like to take meds. But it also means if I go into labor we will have to get someone to drive us both to the hospital. Which means it would probably send us into fits of laughter at the oddity of it... which would leave us hugging our aching sides and stomachs.
I love being married to someone :
Who finds humor in what others would find terrible.
Who looks for the good in situations.
Who lives like he believes that God is in control.
Who finds humor in what others would find terrible.
Who looks for the good in situations.
Who lives like he believes that God is in control.
God has provided us with a great home church that is so supportive and loving, and a work environment that has also been very supportive and loving - when Paul woke up from surgery about 3:30 am his Sgt was there, and hung out till about 5 am! And then sent balloons :) I just think that's cool.
Paul is off work for two weeks now recovering. The baby isn't due for another three weeks, but the doctor thinks he will come soon. We're hoping he comes soon too, but with mixed emotions since Paul is still in much pain.
All we can do is wait and see when God has planned for Baby Mo's birthday to be :)
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Great post! Great husband! Great family!!
I love reading about your life - you always make even difficult situations fun and humorous. Hang in there!!! :-)
P.S. I linked to your page on my blog, if that's OK. http://bethanyindallas.blogspot.com
You are amazing. Both of you.
I'm glad you're able to laugh about it. :)
Poor Paul. That stinks! I have to admit that I laughed at the thought of you both laughing and holding your stomachs/sides. It seems that when I have bad pains and don't want to laugh I just can't stop laughing!
Take care Jess and Paul :o)
Wow, what an interesting week for you two!
You guys are awesome. :)
If I was there, I would SO come and help you!!
Praying for quick healing for your hubby...not fun getting your appendix out, had mine taken out in September and of course it acted up the one weekend my hubby was out of town.
Hope that little one stays put until he can get back on his feet...I check your blog as often as I can waiting to hear of his arrival :)
When you say Baby Mo is that like a short form for his name... his is name going to begin with "Mo"?
No, no, "MO" refers to our last name :) There won't be a Mo for a first name in our house ;)
Mo! LOL I vote for Mo. Sorry. I just do. :oP
Silly girl, I DID thank you. And believe it or not, I thanked you before you mentioned not getting a thank you. ;o) The butterfly idea actually originated with earrings. Little stud earrings (I RARELY wear tiny earrings but I can't stop making them. It's a sickness, I swear) and then I thought hmm, that would be a cool pendant. So I probably won't sell them together, but I have to make tiny butterfly earrings. I do. If I don't, I fear what may happen to the world.
I like your idea of the little silver thingy though. Care to elaborate more? Hanging off a chain? On a stud? :)
Wow, my prayers will be with you and your family:)
Oh no! Poor Paul! I certainly hope he is on the speedy road to recovery. Surgery of any kind is just no fun!!!
For some reason I totally see the description of the two of you in a cab. If I were closer, I'd totally drive you :)
And thanks so much for the meal offer. Tacos sound fabulous, but you're right, I don't think they'd survive the mail delivery :)
Love you guys and hope Paul feels better soon and I can't wait to see pics of new Baby Mo!!!!
Jessica
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