… two weeks ago at this time I was in the truck with the Fritz and my dad making my way back home to the Maritimes.
Honestly the last two weeks has flown by in a mess of family stuff, joining the gym and general running around.
It’s really starting to hit home that well… I’m home. For good.
It doesn’t feel like it’s been two weeks at all, but it has.
Things are very real and a little scary, but I’m happy.
Nervous, but happy.
I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was looking forward to my parents going camping this weekend… aka I have the house to myself for a couple of days. While I love being home, it’s a bit of a shock NEVER being alone.
It’s going to be a busy one, tonight I’m driving my brother around for his diaper party, tomorrow I may hit the beach if the weather keeps up (I almost see the sun!!!) and then it’s my welcome home/night out with the BFF.
And sunday… Oh Sunday. I’m baking again, and then in the afternoon mom and I are hosting a bit of a late planned baby shower for Gillian Sunday afternoon.
While busy, it’ll be fun and I’m excited!
Thank you all for the allergy love yesterday. I’m feeling a bit better today, but still far from 100%. It’s rough, but I’ll survive!
Have a great weekend everyone!