Whew...

You know when you just have one of those weeks? Not all good, not all bad, but exhausting. Saying I was ready for the weekend was an understatement but the weekend didn't bring much relief. 

It started off by ridding Eli of the Paci. Something I wasn't looking forward to but wanted to do before the next one arrives. So, last Friday night we cut it, he cried but went to sleep pretty well. The next night we cut it more, then more until finally he just cried when he looked at it. No more getting it into his mouth but holding it provided some comfort. He wanted to tell anyone and everyone that it was "broken" (new to his vocabulary because of this event) and receive the proper sympathy. 

Eli holding on to it. 

Broken!

This resulted in much crying, explaining and talking it through, rocking, singing, reading extra stories at nap and bedtime and less sleep. Eli got grumpy and more meltdowns ensued. 

I want to say the worst is behind us and hopefully it is. Thankfully this transition has not resulted in his waking during the night, but we are having shorter naps right now. I know this too shall pass and we will have more and more transitions as he grows, but it's a sign that he's getting older and it hurts my mama heart a little. 

Another thing that made this week exhausting was I had many "home appointments" during his naps (yes, the ones when he wasn't sleeping). Everyone from a carpet salesman, an electrician, my nurse who gives me weekly shots to prolong my pregnancy (fun to get a shot while your child screams) and a handyman who was here to replace a door all day Friday. (I'm really not writing this to complain but to show myself how much I shouldn't schedule this kind of stuff during naps on transition weeks in the future). 

So, I think this was 3 out of 5 days. But, back to the handyman. A nice man who did quality work on the door but right as he was finishing up and preparing to paint to door trim he decided to shake the can over the carpet. Yes, you read that right. This can was not new, it was actually left here by the previous owner and I had opened it that morning to see if it was still good. So, as you can imagine paint went everywhere. 

EVERYWHERE. 

I am not sure where I was in the house when he did this but I came out to see it all over the carpet. He scrubbed, I scrubbed and it still looked bad. I texted Keith, he went and rented a wet vac and this is how we spent our Friday night and some of Saturday...

Yes, those are my feet, I'm shamelessly admitting and my husband such a servant. 

I'm happy to report the paint was a similar color to our carpet and it did come out but we just weren't planning on cleaning our carpets this weekend. 

Tomorrow my parents arrive! Yay! We are thankful they will be here this week to help me prepare for the baby and love on Eli. It should be fun. 

One last picture of me at 26 weeks, I figure I should start documenting this little one. 

We are so thankful for this growing life and a God who walks with us even during long weeks. 

Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. 

Psalm 136:1