Well it's 6:05 p.m. and I haven't been able to stand up from bed (except of course to go to the bathroom). Glenn has been so nice taking care of the kids ALL DAY! He is just wonderful. Yup, that's right, I'm posting two days in a row. But what else can I do if I can't go anywhere?

Listening to my crew from upstairs all day made me miss them so much. I love that Nicky comes just to blow me kisses and tells me how much she loves me. She also came like 3 hours ago to tell me, "MAMA, YOU NEED TO COME DOWNSTAIRS AND EAT DINNER WITH US AT 5;00P.M." I told her I couldn't because of my ankle, but that wouldn't stop Nicky; oh no, she inmediatley had the perfect solution: "LOOK, MOM, YOU PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON (I have my pj's on of course), PUT YOUR SLIPPERS ON, AND CRAWL DOWNSTAIRS SO YOU CAN EAT SOME SOUP WITH US." I told her that I'd try, then she blew me a kiss and told me she loved me and left.

Ian on the other hand has been coming to visit me in my misery. He cheers me up so easily. With his big eyes and his cute lips. He just comes inside of my bedroom and tells me with his beautiful voice, "MAMI, MAMI" then he immediately comes and gives me kisses. They both had come to snuggle with me for 5 minutes until daddy took them outside so I could get more rest. It amazes me how much I miss them even though we all are here on a very cold day. I guess listening to their cute things without being able to see them makes me miss them even more. For example I was calling Glenn for something that I needed and Ian was the first in responding, "OH, IT'S MOM...YES, MAMI, ARE YOU OKAY?" Then I told him from upstairs that I was fine, but that I needed to talk to daddy, and he answered, "OH, OKAY." I guess I could go on and on with the cute things that they do. I feel bad for Glenn, though. Glenn has been doing a great job with them and still I don't know how he hasn't run away from their demands.

I'm having a headache from being in front of the computer and watching T.V and laying down all day long. I really want to return to normal activities. Glenn and I were just talking about how blessed we have been with this pregnancy. He had some flashblacks from my others pregnancies. It was kind of like today but for the 9 months. When I was expecting Nicky he just took care of me, but when I was expecting Ian it was doubly difficult. Especially since Nicky got sick with pneumonia and I couldn't eat but bacon and eggs for 8 months of my pregnancy, with Glenn getting ready for his step 1, etc. well, it was very hard. Now despite what we thought it was going to be, it has been better. It was surely hard when Glenn was doing his away rotations, but it was nice feeling the support of neighbors and friends. And then all of a sudden feeling better and eating better...speaking of eating, my favoite chef brought me chicken soup, so until next time...