Monday, March 18, 2013
Saint Patrick's Day
Year's ago we all made a pact to be there on this special day. Of course, this was before Eleanor came along and after long and careful thought I decided I couldn't fly home for the weekend. It was sad not to be with him but I'm certain he had a good time without me.
St. Patty's Day we found out this little nugget existed.
7 Foods Fast, it was a struggle to allow my body to do what it wanted. The whole day I kept questioning myself and so finally at the end of the day we hit the store and I picked up a pregnancy test.
Alex's face was priceless. What is that for? I don't know, but I feel weird, and there is no explanation. At home the plus sign turned up immediately and our eyes popped out of our heads. Give me the directions, I demanded. Two days and eight tests later we were convinced, and ecstatic beyond belief.
This was not the plan. But what a better plan it was!
We cleaned house and ordered a pizza. Yup, a Papa Murphy's pizza.
On Sunday we skipped church since Eleanor was still running a fever and not feeling well.