November completely wiped me out. I'm still recovering. Between our anniversary, my birthday, Olivia's birthday, Martin's baptism, two visits with Martin's birthparents (including a chance to meet his bio dad, who just adored our sweet baby), Thanksgiving and finally, Martin's court finalization...well, we were busy.
On top of that, we caught cold after cold (and by we, I mean me and Martin).
Martin's mid-month cold morphed into viral pneumonia, leading to breathing treatments. Then my sleep-thru-the-night baby decided to wake up every night at 3 a.m. and stay wide awake for two hours, babbling loudly.
I got what felt like a sinus infection in the midst of that lovely sleep-deprived week. For a week, my head felt like it would explode. Now all of that cold nastiness has settled into my chest.
(I would suck as a spy. Sleep deprivation is an easy and most effective form of torture. Last night, I was ready to divulge state secrets...if I had any...to Martin if he would just go to sleep already!)
At this rate, I'm figuring that we'll be healthy just in time to catch the next round of colds from my nieces and nephews at Christmas.
All this is to say that my brain is not functioning at its best at the moment. But I did want to share this lovely moment from last Thursday, November 29th...the day when Martin legally joined our family.