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We survived the weekend. Since I was released from the hospital on Friday we had decided to skip Easter this year. There was to much going on and I had not made a trip to get things for their Easter baskets and I wasn't sure that Brian and the boys would make it to church. It was decided, no Easter this year.

I forgot to take into account how obsessed Cooper is with his calendar. We mark everyone's birthdays, put soccer stickers on the days he has practice and games and he puts a star on every Saturday because that is the day he gets to play the Star Wars game on Xbox with his dad. He checks it each day and marks the day off with a big "X." Organization at its finest!

Saturday afternoon Cooper gets his calendar out and says with excitement, "Easter is tomorrow! That means the Easter bunny will come tonight and we will have candy and look for the hidden eggs!" I look at Brian with panic. We will not be skipping Easter after all.

9:00 pm Brian heads to the store with a list of what I am wanting for the baskets along with grocery items we still need. THREE hours later he comes back home. Apparently when you don't grocery shop often it takes longer because you have no clue where anything is located.

We fill the baskets and hide the eggs and pass out long enough to get into a good sleep when Abram decides he is hungry, again.

Easter morning was huge success as the boys "oohhh" and "aahhh" over what the Easter bunny brought and Brian is able to get everyone dressed and out the door for church. They come home full of candy and more eggs than we will possibly know what to do with.

In other news: Operation Penis Weekend came to a close on Monday at my doctor's appointment. I did fine with the every three hour process, but was glad I was able to take mine out.

I was very anxious about the appointment and I ended up leaving in tears. The hematoma was still about the shape of an egg. I guess it was to be expected, but I wanted to hear everything was perfect and I could resume my daily activities. Instead I heard that I need to stay off my feet as much as possible and only take care of my basic needs and Abram's. If not, I could be put back in the hospital, which is a huge fear for me. I have a follow up appointment next Monday to recheck.

I am a control freak. Laying around is about to do me in. My mom has been here for two weeks and today she had to leave. It was hard to see her go. She has been more than helpful in every way. I don't think we could have made it through without her. All responsibility now falls on Brian. He has to be the mom and dad. I hate to be a burden to others. It is that independence in me that I am battling.

Thank goodness for my church family who has stepped up in so many ways it makes my heart swell. They are my anchor in my time of need and thinking of all they are doing brings tears to my eyes even as I type this. They are seeing me in my most vulnerable state and it has been humbling. God's presence is being shown through these people by everything they are doing/have done for us.

The light in this huge ordeal has been the boys. Abram is adjusting well and makes a good fit into the family. Thank goodness newborns are so sleepy the first month or so! Cooper & Wyatt have their ups and downs but I feel they are doing as well as can be expected. Although he hasn't said anything I know Cooper is glad I am back. He is more attached to me than I realize and enjoys the hugs and kisses that come his way. He has been WAY more affectionate the past two weeks than I have ever known. Wyatt is trying to establish control. He has been the roughest and is needing ten times the amount of attention and respect to make it through. Brian has been able to connect with him more these last two weeks or so. Overall, it is a day by day process. Thanks for your prayers on our behalf. We have felt God's love over and over!