these days

When Kenna was two weeks old, I found myself on my own for the first time with two kids. Shawn was away training, my mom had gone home and it wasn't so bad. I have two arms after all, we were managing fine. Then Tristan got pneumonia because that's what the poor little guy does around this time every year. I felt pretty tough after getting through that one but I look back now and see how easy I had it.

I recently joked with friends that we were due another round. My mom was headed home, Shawn was headed to Arizona, we have a newborn in the house...yep, it seemed to be that time. It's not such a joking matter when it happens though, as it did of course last week. Tristan's fever spiked to 104 on Thursday night and I knew what the doctor would say on Friday. Thankfully, I had just enough time left with my mom's help to make the doctor visit, clean out the local pharmacy and buy popsicles with relative ease before settling in for the long week.
Today, Tristan is doing fine and the girls are still healthy. These first couple of days on our own have been quiet and cozy with constant rain drumming out a calming rhythm over the house. Hopefully, I'll find my own rhythm soon and this new phase of life won't feel so beyond my two-armed abilities.

All I have to do is watch those three precious ones loving on each other and I know I would never trade these days for anything else.

Be strengthened by the Grace that is in Christ Jesus. 2 Tim 2:1