Have you ever heard the expression, "Death by 1000 paper cuts?" This week was a DOOZY! I got sick enough to need antibiotics, our youngest got an ear infection, our second broke her arm, our oldest had a few melt downs this week due to stress in High School, and our third is in eye therapy and does his therapy best in the mornings before school. Now, my husband is sick. It just doesn't seem to end. But that is part of the journey.
Every road you take there are bound to be a few bumps. Sometimes the bumps are massive potholes. And sometimes the road is closed and you have to take the detour, which has massive potholes or is even a gravel road off the beaten path. We took a few detours this week, but that is OK. Life happens. Sickness happens. Broken bones should NOT happen, but it did in our family. Despite all the trials and difficulties, we made it. We survived the week still managing to be dairy-free. I'm feeling better, our youngest is doing much better, our oldest pulled it together and made quite the recovery (I'm SO proud of her), our third managed to do therapy 3 of the 5 days out of the week (thanks to my husband who worked from home most of the week), and our second was able to go from a non-removable splint to a removable splint and therefor doesn't need my help as much getting ready for school in the mornings. Now, my husband just needs to get over his sickness and all will be right again.
P.S. Today was weigh day!
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