With the Good Comes the Bad

With the good news comes the bad. We've been in Wyoming since last week sometime (the days are running together) visiting my father-in-law whom I mentioned was very sick. He passed away last night at home surrounded by all of his kids minus two (one in heaven, and one who just couldn't be here). It was a little bit of a blessing, I suppose, because he was really in a lot of pain. He was completely unresponsive for the past 4 (5?) days. The funeral will be on Tuesday, I think, so we will be extending our trip again, this time until Wednesday or so.

With all of the chaos that has been going on here, I have been trying to focus at least some of my energy to taking care of myself. I am SO tired. I don't remember being this tired with Fritter or Noel (our miscarriage), but I am really exhausted. I also caught a stomach bug that has been going around the family. It was inevitable really, when you have so many people coming in from all over the country, and most of them in the same house for most of the time. So, I'm still recovering from that, and it seems to be taking me longer than everyone else. *Sigh*

I'm really afraid of losing this baby too, so please keep us in your prayers. Also, please keep my husbands family in your prayers. They have been very heroic throughout this whole thing.