It feels like years since I've been able to sit down and write.
I found out I have Hashimotos Disease. (More on that later.)
I got the flu and then bronchitis.
I lost one of my dear, dear friends to Covid.
We spent 3 days/nights in the hospital with Hutch.
MY BROTHER AND HIS WIFE HAD THE MOST PERFECT BABY BOY.
And sweet Emmerson has been going with the flow with surprisingly few meltdowns.
Not my favorite way to spend a weekend. Not my favorite... anything!
When he returned to school I messaged his teacher and asked how he was doing. And this was her response. All is right in Hutch's world again.
My baby girls. Remy and Emmerson.
When Hutch was born, he was tongue tied. We got it clipped years ago, but it left the cutest dimple on the end of his tongue. Obsessed.
When did she become a teenager?
YOU GUYS. CAN YOU EVEN? Jack, you can have anything you want baby boy.
I hate to be so out of sync with my posting, hopefully everything will return to "normal" and I'll get back into my groove. But for now, I'm off to snuggle (and probably try to smuggle) that baby for the next week!
Happy (almost) weekend, you guys!