It felt strange not to be posting over the long weekend, I really got used to doing this every morning. Oh well, it's not like I had a lot to say anyway. The older boys left with my stepdad on Thursday morning to spend the weekend in Wainwright. My dad took Brettley and I to Brettley's checkup with the pediatrician. He weighed in at 13 lbs 6.5 oz. His ped said that for his developmental milestones he's pretty much at par with his actual age, instead of his adjusted age, but still just a bit shorter and lighter. He's doing great with catching up, though. The only concern is that Brett has a 'very' lazy eye. His ped has decided that because it's so pronounced that we will be safe and she's referring him to a pediatric optometrist. Hopefully it won't take too long to figure out what's up.
We kicked off our Canada Day long weekend by having poutine for supper on Thursday. I went to bed with my throat bothering me. I really should have been smart and gargled with salt water before I went to bed. On Friday I woke up and felt like I'd been punched in the face a few times or something. My throat was sore and my nose was having some huge sinus issues. We didn't do much of anything for Canada Day, except grocery shopping. I slept a lot, the cold was really wiping me out. I'm not the kind of person who feels the need to go nuts once a year in an effort to make myself feel patriotic. I love Canada all of the time and I'm always happy to be a citizen of this wonderful country. Brettley did wear his Canada shirt, though.
Saturday we did a whole load of nothing. I slept a lot again and was feeling worse. For the evening I went for a ladies night at a friend's place. We had snacks a watched a couple of movies. It was a lot of fun, but I was feeling pretty rotten by the end.
When I woke up yesterday I thought that there was no way I was going to church. Then I got a nosebleed and decided that since I missed the weekend before that I needed to go this time. I got through Sacrament meeting okay, just had to get up once to go down the hallway and hack up a lung. Sunday School was spent in the hallway with our home teacher and I only made it partway through Relief Society before I had to call it a day and have John drive me back home.
I'm feeling better this morning, though. My head isn't quite as foggy and I only feel like I've been punched in the nose instead of all over my face. So my Canada Day weekend wasn't quite how I'd envisioned it, but I did get more sleep than usual and Caleb and Ty had a BLAST at Grandma Jo and Grandpa Bob's.