Kendall and I just returned from Target...the greatest place on earth.
I was able to get a coffee and walk around aimlessly and mindlessly for about an hour! I only went in for baby wipes and coffee. I didn't leave with a ton of stuff. Pushing Kendall in her chair has hindered my compulsive buying habit. (well, that and the fact I'm not working!) But we had a grand time! She sang in the isles. She played in the toy section. She tried on shoes. We people watched.
When we left we got rained on. I was so worried about Kendall, when I pulled her out of her chair I looked down at my baby covered in raindrops and she was laughing. Hysterically. It was a beautiful sight.
I never thought I would enjoy a trip to Target so much. When we arrived home, we stood in the driveway and sang songs in the sprinkles.
Tomorrow we are going to the library for story time.
The nurse situation is about the same. But I'm exhausted with the subject. I've run a hundred scenario's in my head. Justin and I have discussed it into the dirt. I need to be more decisive. I need to let the nurses help. I need to trust them. I need to stop sending them home early! But I will go at my own pace. If I've learned anything in this journey, its to always go with my gut. So I fully plan on doing that. Even if it takes 8 more weeks.