Good morning! Had a pretty good weekend. Our Juno and Paulie Bleeker costumes were a hit at the party we went to on Friday, but DH took full advantage of having a DD (which he rarely does), so I was exhausted and finally dragged him home at 1am.
Saturday we went to a friend's house for trick-or-treating. Had yummy food, and we enjoyed the other two couples. I felt really bad, because the hostess just found out that morning that she had a failed IVF cycle. It was the last of her frozen embryos (the previous had been used for her two sons), so now she has to go through the harvesting and whatnot again.
Anyway, Gabby was doing pretty well with trick-or-treating, despite continuously stepping on her dress. After about the third house, where the home owner would ask Gabby her name, how old she was, if she could say "trick or treat", what she was dressed as, etc., and she couldn't answer any of it, I started crying as we walked away. On a day-to-day basis, I think I deal pretty well with her delays, but it just broke my heart.
Yesterday, we went to a memorial service. I have to say, it was one of the best I've been to. It was only pictures, music, and funny stories about the man who had passed (a longtime family friend who worked with my dad for 20 years). There were some tears, but it wasn't overly sad. It was a true celebration of life, which was very cool.
Today, we're off to Waterbabies, then visiting my grandma (who is doing much better after her hospital stay). She lives about an hour away, so it will be a long day, but great to see her. My aunt and uncle will be there from Oregon, too.
Cheryl ~ (((((HUGS))))) I can't tell you how much therapy has helped me in my life, whether it be my m/c, TTC, being a mom, working through issues with DH, whatever. I think it is so beneficial, and I wish you luck in finding someone to talk to. xoxo