School is being attended by two boys – one who is obsessed
about perfect attendance and another who isn’t sure the point of it and would
prefer to sit at home staring at his phone. Both are excelling but I think they
are ready for the break.
My parents came for a week-long visit. I think it was a bit
like Nellie Bly going undercover for 10 days in the asylum. I am not sure they have fully recovered and
there may be some lasting scars. It was nice to have them here although work
was stupid busy so I didn’t get to spend the time I had wanted. Grandpa Pete
did get to see two of JT’s games though and that meant the world to JT as ever
since he started playing at 3 he has been asking when his grandparents were
going to come and watch him play.
Chickens…well, they are still here and they are devious,
mischievous, still in diapers (although I think Lu is really close), masters of
the kindle and finding some of the weirdest stuff on YouTube (nothing bad just
odd videos of adults opening kid toys), and big fans of Teen Titans Go and My
Little Pony.
Rick is surviving. He is doing well with work and still
enjoying it. He finally got a truck and for at least a week kept asking me why
we waited so long. He isn't pleased that I've come up with a long list of
things we can now do that in the past I was told we couldn't do because he
didn't have a truck.
And me…I am feeling better. When I was pregnant with JT I
was diagnosed with hypothyroid. For the most part it hasn't been a huge issue
but the past year I've felt miserable. At first I thought it was depression or
may be just being tired from work and life. My last visit to my endocrinologist
left me frustrated as she wasn't interested in considering alternatives since I
wasn't feeling 100%. Back in February I had this crazy moment where I was
feeling miserable, my tongue swelled up, I couldn't get out of bed and I was
just at a loss for what was going on. I did what everyone does at that moment
and I googled my symptoms and well after a few weeks I went in search of a new
doctor. So a few months later, lots of blood-work, one stressful week that
included a biopsy (with benign results), and new medication I am back to
feeling so much better than I have. I've also been swamped with work. Some of
it boring stuff and some exciting.
Remember when you were a kid and you got a new pair of shoes and the most exciting part was wearing them out of the store? Well, the chickens have decided to wear swimsuits out of the store. Lu has also renamed it New Navy because the clothes are new not old.
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