My mom just came over to bake cupcakes for my son's birthday party tonight, because I simply could not. I'll have to recruit our middle child to frost them once they have cooled (our oldest is sick) because I cannot figure out a workable option to do that myself either. This is when the strokes really make me upset, when they stand between me and doig the simple things I want to, should be able to do, used to be able to do, for my kids.
We have figured out a battle plan with the blood thinners and my ear surgery is scheduled for later July. My parents are back home and my mom is practically living here, helping us get caught back on household thing that have fallen behind. I need to go now and help our 6-year-old finish getting ready for his 3 guests to arrive. :) My husband is a saint to oversee these birthday parties!
“The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O LORD, endures forever— do not abandon the works of your hands.” - Psalm 138:8