One has only to spend 17 days in the hospital (two stays) over the course of a month (first admission 7/23/09 – second discharge 8/23/09) to really come to appreciate one simple fact:
Home is precious.
I’m so glad to be home.
I’m about a weak as a kitten, but I truly feel the beginnings of well. I haven’t been there for a while.
I have a lot of work ahead of me- remembering to eat (even though I don’t have much of an appetite), remembering to rest (probably the hardest thing), resigning myself to doing what I CAN, not what I feel I OUGHT to do. Can put a kink in a girl’s preconceived ideas of doing stuff!
And just in case you didn’t know.
I adore my husband.
(John holding William – Oregon Coast, 1997. William was just 6 months old.)
He’s so kind. Patient. Loving. Compassionate. Conscientious. You know – one of those guys who do the right thing – even when it’s not the easy thing to do. A guy who has the character of God deeply ingrained in his heart. His smile and laugh just make my heart glad. I’m just so thankful to God for the great honor of being John’s wife. Something I truly do not deserve. But God…
So – guess what I did when I got home from the hospital yesterday afternoon! (Okay, after I checked email.) I grabbed the camera, headed out to the yard, found a place to plant myself, and I took a few pictures.
Stuff happens when you’re away from home!
The babies stopped looking like babies and look more kinda like awkward teenagers now! At first we thought we had one Dominique and one Silver Laced Wyandotte. Now we don’t know. I’m hoping they are two different breeds – cause one of these might be a roo if not!
Note the differences:
Birdhouse gourds galore have grown!
And so exciting!
Someone has started to lay the cutest little white eggs!
They weigh in right at 1 ounce each.
Kinda piddly compared to BB’s 3 oz eggs!
Here’s my guess as to WHO the layer of said adorable eggs is:
One of the Blue Andalusians. Isn’t she pretty?
So – it’s good to be home.
I refuse to think about the fact that it’s only two short weeks before my kids head back to school again. I am SO not ready for that yet. Jessica comes home from camp tomorrow late afternoon – after a summer away. She will be a senior in High School this year. I want every moment with her possible.
Off I go to rest.