FINALLY!!

I am slowly feeling more like myself these days and the recovery is going good so I decided to post some pictures that I took a couple days ago of Alex in the jumperoo. This jumper has been a lifesaver, providing endless hours of fun for Alex while I would lay on the couch unable to do much else.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted pics of my littlest boy and wow, he has really changed. I apologize for denying you the cuteness of my baby.

Oh, those dimples make me so happy.

I caught him smiling up at Chris- he seriously loves to stare at him. It’s adorable.

And the tongue is ALWAYS out these days. Again, adorable.

This is not the best picture in the world and yet I love it. This is a classic Alex expression. He always looks surprised and it never fails to make me laugh.

Brendan had to get in on the action too. He just loves his baby brother and Alex adores him too. These boys are the sweetest and I’m so lucky to be their mom!

A very long story made short

These past few weeks have been supremely rough for us. It started with horrible colds, fevers, sore throats, runny noses like you've never seen before, long sleepless nights, and then finally strep throat. It was a doozy of a cold we all got but we survived. Until I had the most horrible gallbladder pain- it was seriously some of the worst pain of my life. I saw a couple doctors, had a bunch of tests done, and found out I had a stone blocking my common bile duct. Which made me extremely jaundice. This all ended with me being admitted to the hospital immediately and having a couple of procedures done, the last of which was on open cholecystectomey. They basically cut open my abdomen to remove that stubborn stone causing so much trouble and my gallbladder. All the while, Chris was somehow able to juggle our two kids, One of which was a baby with an ear infection and who was NOT sleeping well, and still found time to get work done and visit me too. I was in the hospital for a week but I'm finally home now. My parents are here helping out and I don't know what we would do without them. I'm nervous about the recovery (it's going to be long and I can't even lift my baby right now!) and I'm nervous about keeping up my milk supply to nurse Alex but overall I am so very grateful to be home with my boys and for the many small miracles that I have witnessed the last couple of weeks. Thank you to all my family, friends and ward members who have helped my family, listened to me cry, and were there to support us with kind deeds and words. The love I have felt has been overwhelming. It has been a trial, no doubt about it, but it has definitely made me more grateful for the important things in life.