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<\/a> <\/p>\nA few minutes ago they left to head home. And now what was once a loud, crammed hotel room is filled with the quiet of a sleeping baby, and the sniffs of a cry-baby that can’t seem to stop the tears.<\/p>\n
I want to go home. I really want to go home. I feel like screaming it at the top of my lungs.<\/p>\n
Sigh. But the pity party needs to come to end. It’s 2:30 in the afternoon on Mother’s Day and if I am to retain any of my sanity I need to figure out a way to pass the time that doesn’t include feeling sorry for myself.<\/p>\n
Boys I miss you so much and I am sooooooo happy that you came to see me. <\/p>\n
Andy you are the best husband in the world for making it happen.<\/p>\n
Love you guys!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Around midnight on Friday night I got a knock on my hotel door. When I opened it there stood four boys, and the smallest one yelled, “Happy Mother’s Day!” Andy flew my boys out to spend a day and half with me for my Mother’s Day weekend! This adoption is already breaking the bank so what’s a little more, right? The boys were so excited to see their new sister. They got a quick lesson on how to feed her, find a binky really fast, but they all scattered when it was diaper changing time. We took them up through the canyon yesterday A few minutes ago they left to head home. And now what was once a loud, crammed hotel room is filled with the quiet of a sleeping baby, and the sniffs of a cry-baby that can’t seem to stop the tears. I want to go home. I really want to go home. I feel like screaming it at the top of my lungs. Sigh. But the pity party needs to come to end. It’s 2:30 in the afternoon on Mother’s Day and if I am to retain any of my sanity I need to figure out a way to pass the time that doesn’t include feeling sorry for myself. Boys I miss you so much and I am sooooooo happy that you came to see me. Andy you are the best husband in the world for making it happen. Love you guys!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[373],"class_list":["post-1226","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","tag-i-just-want-to-go-home"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1226","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1226"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1226\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1226"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1226"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1226"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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