Where Am I?

So, it's done. In a matter of weeks my life has somehow managed to get turned upside down and has become almost unrecognizable. Last week we moved our entire house into storage, moved Noah and I in with my in-laws, moved Rick out to Oklahoma, and left us all a little dazed and confused. Rick hasn't even been gone a week and already we're wishing it were over. We knew it would be hard. Really hard. But seriously... this sucks. I'm not going to go into a whole lot of detail about how it is living with my in-laws, mostly because no matter what I say, it's going to sound negative, and that's not at all how I want to come across. The truth is, I'm pregnant, I'm suddenly a single mother of a 2 year old, and we've been smooshed together into one tiny room in a house that is smaller than the one we just moved out of. Add a father-in-law, a mother-in-law, and a sister-in-law to the mix and no matter how great everyone is, it's bound to get a little crazy. Seriously though, they've been so wonderful about opening up their home to us, and no matter how tough I think it might be, this is such a HUGE blessing for us. My parent will be getting here in about a week, and shortly thereafter, we'll be moving once again. This, and knowing my sister, Shayla, will be here in only a few short days has been my saving grace. To make the last week even more enjoyable (sarcasm intended), Noah came down with a nasty bought of bronchitis. Two days later, I followed suit. There's nothing quite like being sick at someone else's house. At home, I'd plop my hacking, coughing, self down on the couch and not move until absolutely necessary. Noah would watch as much TV as could be tolerated, and in a few days, I'd drag us both back to civilization. Being in someone else's home, however, puts a whole different pressure on us both. Oh, well. Noah woke up today feeling/acting almost normal again and I'm hoping I'll be following in his tracks shortly. On the bright side, I'm completely relieved that we both got our sicknesses out of the way. This will hopefully allow for fever-free days for the remainder of Rick's time away.

I'm reading over this and realizing that it's not real exciting and kind of a downer post, but trust me when I say that a huge part of that may be the medicine that's got me kind of foggy. This may be the shortest post in the history of my blog, but I'm actually going to end things here. There will be lots more to come, I'm sure.