this is a whining post.

A few days after Ambrose got over his uber-crabby "roseola" episode, he wound up with a nasty head cold. He so kindly shared this treasure with Matt and I as well. So, morning sickness (erhm, all-day and all-night sickness which kindly took a three-day break last weekend only to return full-force last Monday morning), the sniffles, a crabby baby and a couple of weeks of very sleepless nights have left me, well, tired. In alot of ways, hearing the baby's heartbeat has made the sickness and sleepiness and all seem worthwhile, in that it makes it all seem more "real". But really, now that I know everything seems to be going well, I just feel entitled to not feel sick anymore. Yeah, I'm really whining. Why stop now? To add to my already not-so-pleasant attitude, we finally hammered out a few days at the end of next week when we'd be able to get up to Michigan by ourselves and have ourselves a real, longer-than-one-or-two nights-vacation. This has been sounding sooo good to me, especially with the way I've been feeling lately. Anyway, the plan was to arrive late Wednesday night, then spend Thursday, Friday, and Saturday just as a family, and then spending Sunday and possibly Labor day with extended family, who were planning to come up on Sunday after church. We found out at the end of last week that our vacation will come to an end on Friday evening and that we'll have to share the cottage with some early arrivers for the remainder of the weekend, that point on. It's just frustrating to finally arrange it so that we can afford to take days off of work for a family vacation (and believe me, times like these come few and far between for us) just to end up not getting it. On the bright side, I guess we at least get a mini-vacation. Also, I've been able to dedicate some time to pro-life work in the last few weeks, which has helped take my mind off of feeling crummy and focus on much larger, more important issues in the world. I have more on this, but it deserves a separate post, so more on that later. Thanks for listening to me whine!