What a Week!

Well, what a week its been. This past weekend was such an amazing one, being able to spend some much needed time with my best friend Kristen and catch up with life in person. Its times like this past weekend that carry me through life; making memories that I will never forget, laughing like I don't do enough, and feeling re-engergized and encouraged by real conversations with true friends. So I figured I'd be able to live off that high for a while and cruise right into my birthday week no problem. Boy was I wrong.
After having some great conversations with my dear friends this past weekend, it kind of led me into having some needed conversations with people at my work about the future. All the change that is going to come with our new baby is something that I am so looking forward to, but then every once in a while it hits me how much change it will do to the everyday life that I am used to and love. I have this weird, internal mix of ready and excited, and yet anxious for the unknown. Well, the mix of pregnancy and deep thought always leads me to sleepless nights. I've found that when I have nights like this, its pretty much God straight up telling me I need to talk to Him about whatever is causing me anxiety. But man, am I tired the next day! And after having some good "information gathering" conversations with my bosses, it gives me a little more info, but still leads me to the unknown. I am still working through this and earnestly praying for patience and trust through this journey, but it kind of all hit me at once this week and got me a little emotional and anxious (ok ok so a pregnant girl cant get " a little" emotional)---a little earlier than I expected.
And then there was Roxy...oh little Roxy. Unfortunately on Tuesday Roxy got really sick. I mean REALLY sick. Like making a mess everywhere, really dehydrated, not her spazy self, sick. (For those of you who "know" her, shes usually running everywhere, overly friendly and way hyper. But she was so sick we were checking to see if she was still breathing half the time, she was lying that still).
I will summarize the "pet drama", but after 2 non-sleep nights being up with her sick, 4 trips to the vet, a trip to a pet hospital, Jon and I both taking shifts to watch her and missing work, and WAY too much money later, she is finally home and feeling better. But it was scary there for a while. She's so little (4 pounds) that since she didn't eat for 2 days, things were not looking good and we still had no idea what was wrong with her. But God even answers our prayers for our little pets, and today she's on her way back to recovery. This was all in the midst of a really busy at work and needless to say, I'm not too sure my bosses were thrilled I had to take time off to deal with a pet emergency. But oh well. Do whatcha gotta do.
I know what you are thinking: A) "its a pet". and I know. But she's Roxy. That's all for that. and B) "This is just preparing me for parenthood." The sleepless nights, the worrying, the sacrificing of time. Again, I know, and I just hope that the baby involves a whole lot less smelly liquids squirting out of him/her. Who am I kidding. This was definitely a little glimpse of and preparation for baby.
Well, thats all for my week. Quite an interesting one. I am looking forward to two whole days off!
Now off to bed, because I'm exhausted!