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This is probably the first of a few pathetic posts that will be written in the next few weeks.  The nausea is settling in and the fatigue with it.  And, for me, it is a minute by minute battle that makes these days some of the longest ever.  Of course, the blessing is that I have something to look forward to…a huge gift at the end of it all.  And for that, I’m grateful.  But in the meantime, I have to slowly take each breath and each minute as they come.  Deciding every 20 minutes, what to nibble on next.  Trying not to breathe threw my nose because the smell of my own house is just too much to take. 

Derek left for Cali this morning.  Chopped up stuff, cooked stuff, left it in the fridge for the boys.  Yesterday after church I was glued to the couch.  I asked Jacob to make lunch and put Caleb to bed.  Here’s what he made:

Strawberry Sandwiches

2 pieces of bread

6 cut-up strawberries

Insert strawberries between bread and eat.

They were both delighted!

Then he read a book to Caleb and tucked him in. 

Good, good boys…