So lets just say it was a rough weekend. All week Lizzy has had diarrhea which gave her a nasty rash and I was getting about sick of changing diapers and then the weekend came which is normally a good thing because with it comes James home to help. Well that was not the story this weekend because James had signed up to run a relay with 9 other guys that went from San Antonio to Austin (196 miles). James left our house at 4:30 am Friday and didn't plan to return until Saturday evening sometime. We were doing alright until Friday night when I looked in the fridge and there was nothing easy to feed the kids so I sat down to sulk. Fortunatley the Lord was looking out for me and Niki (my cousin) called about 10 minutes later and invited us over. I was feeling very lonely without James so it was such a relief to leave the house. While at Niki's, Jessica (our friend) called because her husband was also doing the relay so she came over too. That evening Lizzy fell and bashed her front teeth and they bled a little which was sad but then an hour later she fell again and bit through the top and bottom of her tongue and bled all over the place. That night Jessica invited the girls and I to sleep over which was really nice but Lizzy had a hard time sleeping because her tongue hurt and then in the morning when we woke up she through-up in her bed. I thought the vomit was from all the blood she swallowed so after I cleaned up the mess and Jessica bathed Eliza I fed her. That morning Niki's daughter had a
birthday party so we went to that and once again Eliza vommited. Niki helped me clean her up which a really appreciated. After the party I went to pick up my friend Stephanie so she could do laundry at my house. On the way home Eliza pucked again. So Stephanie bathed Eliza while I cleaned the
car seat, at which point I was drive heaving. By now I was about to lose it, I was short on sleep and more than sick of cleaning up vomit and diarrhea. Finally around 6:00 James got home and let me have a break. Eliza through-up one more time that night so I decided I was not taking her to church in the morning. It was such an awful weekend but I feel so blessed that the Lord sent three wonderful women into my life to help me while my sweet husband was gone. I truelly feel the Lord only gives me what I can handle and knew I could handle it with a little help from my sweet sisters.
For FHE we decided to carve pumpkins. I admit I had my doubts about whether or not the girls would get into it.
After we fed each other pumpkin, Charity decided to feed the pumpkin some pumpkin goo.
The Pretty Room
