Last Days of Louisville

Hola.  I am alive.  Barely.  I am coming out of a horrid stomach virus.  If you're keeping count, that makes 3 for this pregnancy.  This one is going to win for endurance.  5  1/2 days of hell and promising God I'd do anything if He'd touch me..  I'm cautiously feeling better today than I have in a while.  In Kentucky, Sage complained of not feeling well, but it wasn't terrible. I thought it was the drive, maybe coffee she'd had for the first time.  That would be false because a few days later, I've got it but ten times worse.  Per usual.  Oh well, better me than her or Jaggar for sure.  But NO ONE sick is my preferred option.  We made it home by the grace of God, and Travis has been very helpful in doing what I haven't been able to do.  Like everything.  Baby is very low, causing painful back aches that only added to my misery.  But I'm believing to be back on the mend, making my normally happy pregnant self to be returning soon, I hope.

Here's a few pictures of our final moments in Kentucky.  We had a wonderful trip.  Sage had a really hard time leaving.  It's hard to be far apart from family, especially when if you lived close, you'd be doing all of that stuff all of the time.  On Friday, I was able to see my cousins, Amber and Lindsay, and my aunt and uncle at Mema's house before we left.  We had a nice time visiting.  I probably won't be able to return for Thanksgiving since it will be so close to my due date.  It's too sad to think about right now.  SO, Danny and Rosie brought their new "baby," Brody over so that the kids could see him.  He is that little dust mop of a dog, and it may as well be a newborn.  Too funny to watch Danny and Rosie with that dog.  Jaggar loved him.

 He kept saying, "He's kissing me!"

 The kids and Mema right before we left.  I took two pictures and with both combined, everyone is looking at the camera.

 Sage cried when we left here.  There's never a better or easier time to leave, unless it's always tomorrow, I guess.

 Me and Amber, even though it's blurry. 

 This was literally right before we left for the drive home.  Mom and I were carrying out the pack n play, and I guess Sage was out there too.  Well, Jaggar locked the front door, and in a panic, coudn't unlock it.  So he was standing at the front door, watching us and screaming.  Thankfully, the back door was unlocked so that she could get in, but he was traumatized.  Oh well, we made it home, and we're back to the grind.  We had a very fun time and were sad to go.