2 weeks since Jarrod's been home

It has been 2 weeks since Jarrod's been home. We're so thankful he came home in time for Christmas. We have enjoyed every moment together. We thought we were going to need a lot of help with him being home but he has done an amazing job adapting to our new normal. Since he's been home, he's been taking showers without anyone hovering over him like they did at the hospital, he's made me breakfast, he's barbecued, we did a little bit of Christmas shopping, and other things here and there. Did I mention he's building up one heck of an upper body? He looks incredible. That tumor really sucked the life out of him. Since that tumor has been removed he has gained weight, muscle, and even color. A physical therapist has also been coming to the house twice a week to work with him. Jarrod has made great progress with him. He was even able to take 3 steps without holding on to the walker. He still has the shaking in his legs every once in awhile but that just comes with the nerves having to regenerate, heal, and learn to work together. That will take time. Time. Oh, time. Learning to live with how fast and slow it goes at the same time can be frustrating. Patience is another thing that is not much fun to learn. We are right in the middle of those two lessons of time and patience. I don't like it. Right as we are learning to enjoy our new way of life we get hit with those oh so fun contractions. I am so glad I am having them without my water being broken like it did with Hannah. This means I have a better chance for a VBAC. I just didnt think it would take SOOO long. I've been having contractions since 5 am yesterday. I saw my doctor and I haven't dilated yet but he said that I am extremely close. He estimates within the next couple days. Last night we had absolutely no sleep because my contractions were coming every 5-10 min the ENTIRE night. Still no baby. I bet I'm going to be the first woman in the Guiness Book Of World Records to be pregnant forever. Time is now slow but too fast at night and we can't get sleep. Patience, again. Even as I sit here annoyed and complaining, I am at the same time still so grateful. I am loving that my best friend is finally home with me. I am so happy that I'm not going through this alone. I still wouldn't have been alone even if he weren't here because we have so many awesome people in our lives supporting us but it's still so much nicer when it's with your best friend and soul mate. In a way, we're actually blessed to be going through this time right now. If all of this didn't happen Jarrod wouldn't be able to share these horrible contractions with me, he wouldn't be able to stay with me for more than a week after giving birth, he wouldn't be able to experience watching every little growth spurt or milestone of our babies. He will eventually heal completely and go back to work but he'll get to experience more than what he would have. We are loving it and taking full advantage of this time together. Thank you all for your prayers, support, financial blessings, and gifts. Hopefully soon my next post will have a picture of the four of us and you will NOT see me in the Guiness Book of World Records. ;)