Well it's been an eventful week. To start my week my Mom calls and says that they're taking my Papaw to the hospital. They had to run tests. It took a day but they found out that his gallbladder needed to come out. They had to do the real surgery. The doctor said that it was too bad to do by laparoscopy. Thankfully he came out fine, although he had to stay in the hospital for ten days. He also had a touch of pneumonia (which he told the doctor he didn't have). They didn't want him going home until it was better. Then to top it all off the day before he was let out, my Mamma decided to drive herself to the hospital in the rain on curvy roads. She lost control of the car and hit a pole. Luckily she only had some bruises. But her little red sports car is now totaled. And to add more to that I decided to get a 24 hour stomach bug! I'm so glad this week is over.
On a brighter note, everything with our little boy is going good. I swear he moves more and more each day. I think his days and nights may be mixed up. He tends to sleep in the mornings and then start moving around late afternoon and night. Hopefully I'm wrong. I don't know if I'll be able to handle a night owl and a two year old. Wesley has only felt him move once. It seems every time I try and put mine or his hand to my stomach he stops moving.