Ready for my trauma? The girls had to get their blood drawn. Let's just say, the girls cried/screamed, I cried and felt woozy and my Mom held them down and cried. It is a lot of work to find veins in little arms and it took several tries and then their blood was slow to come! They had to move the needle around. It was indescribably horrible. Today, I gained so much respect for all those mothers who have had to watch their sick kids in the hospital. Oh my. I felt sick to my stomach and helpless. Praise the Lord for my mother who held them. (I held the non-pricked twin and tried to comfort the one being worked on...) The worst part, they didn't get enough blood to do all their tests! We were so worked up (and so was the nurse) they suggested we come back a different day. Oh my, not an experience I look forward to repeating!
Okay, enough with the trauma, in good news, I have about 80 thank you's done! YAY!
On to the sweetness...
Last week, we decided to change up our routine and we went down to my Mom and Dad's.
I have marvelled that the girls don't seem scared of many things, the dogs were no exception, they were fascinated.
Great-Grandma and Grandpa F also came to visit, so fun!
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