Good News and Bad News:

Bad news first: I'm sick.... for the fifth time since August. This time it's a cold, and I'm on my feet now but the first day of it I was so sore I could hardly get out of bed. I'm living on fruit-vegetable juices and chewable C, so hopefully this one will be shorter. Although they're pretty understanding at work (pretty much everyone gets sick at first), it's been discouraging to be confined to bed all the time. I haven't been really able to make or keep many of my commitments or take very good care of our household, and it's hard for Kevin and I to enjoy life together, since I'm always exhausted and dead by the time I see him. I don't remember the last time we had a weekend without me sleeping as much as possible.
Speaking of weekends, another frustrating detail: Kevin's stand at the market has lost an employee a little earlier than expected, so he's working sundays for a few weeks to help out. Since we've been blessed to keep pretty stable financially in spite of our seemingly bad economic timing for starting out for Life, it's good that Kevin doesn't always have to work Sundays. But for the time being, it means that he'll be working three straight weeks without a break. He's usually really helpful and good about taking care of stuff I can't get to- especially since I'm sick all the time- and with all his energy going elsewhere, everything is sure get totally out of control.

The good news is: we became parents yesterday when 4 year old doctor Jacob delivered my three slightly illin', gender-non-specific children by cesarean section in the middle of the Unicorn Room at 11:32. The birthing was complicated by the fact that one of the children had migrated into my right leg, and both of my arms were broken. In spite of all this, Jacob triumphantly delivered the triplets, two of whom were three by twenty four inch pieces of wood, one whose name was Holly, and a potential fourth child. It was unclear. All this after reviving three other hospital staff, who collapsed suddenly from poison, with an innovative CPR technique involving tickling of the ribs- to stimulate the heart. All seven (or maybe eight) of us are indebted to Jacob for his technical skill.


Photos: Above- honeymoon outing and dining room at Mallard Cove. Below- Pie I made in November.