We Did It!
Survive, that is. Zinabu gave Lily his cold for Christmas, and then managed to catch a new one. So despite more runny noses, we were all in good spirits today. I caught my breath and had to bolt to the kitchen to cry only 8 times today. Whenever Z didn't know I was watching him, the tears welled up and there was this ache in my throat. Last year he celebrated Christmas in the care center. This year with us.
He had a tremendous Christmas. The dinosaurs and the Lightning McQueen car and the Backyardigan Band-Aids (yes, I think Band-Aids make a great present) and the puzzles and the toys, toys, toys! Pure bliss. Carver and Lily were equally thrilled and happy and hopped up on too little sleep and too much wrapping paper. We had a white Christmas, too, with light snow blowing all day. Tonight was dinner at my mom's where the children all quickly fell apart, but still got lots of snuggles with Nana, aunt and uncle, and the dog. This kids are now nestled in their beds, coughing and wheezing and sniffing... but happy.
I am so, so glad to be Z's mom.