High, Low, Lesson Learned: My Week in Review

I'm participating in a link-up with MercyFound Ministries today.  This is a highlight of my week, because they ask us to share a high, low, and a lesson learned.  It's a great way to look back at your week and review it!  Don't forget to link-up yourself (if you are a blogging type) or leave your answers in the comment section over at www.mercyfoundministries.com/blog. 

Before you make your own...here's my Week in Review!

High::

I got to go on a date with my husband last night.  It's been a crazy few weeks around here, and it was so great to just be with him.  We just ran into town to have dinner, stop at the auction house, and run through Goodwill.  Knowing that Sveta was in good hands with my dear friend Rachel, helped us both just to relax and enjoy being out together.  So So good.

If you don't still date your spouse...you should really start!! :)

Low::

One morning this week, as I was finishing up making breakfast for my little family (sausage, egg, cheese bagels...yum) Sveta walked into the dining room.  (Remember, that the last couple of weeks have been crazy, so I decided to get up and make a nice breakfast so we could all be together before Barry had to go off to work).  She immediately started crying and said something like, "I'm sorry, I peed."  I asked why she had peed in her pants, and she told me that Daddy was taking too long.  I gentle reminded her that if Daddy was using the potty, and she couldn't wait, that she had waited too long to go potty in the first place.  I told her to go stand in the tub. 

As I walked through the house, my socks began to get wet, and I could see pee marks on the wood floor of the entry way.  Then, right outside the bathroom was a puddle.  She had peed, then proceeded to walk through the house and get pee on the carpet in the hall, living room, and dining room.  WHAT A MESS.  I was so mad.  She's been waiting too long because she doesn't want to stop playing. 

Needless to say, she took a bath.  Barry helped clean the floor while I got her in the tub.  Barry ate his breakfast quickly so he could wash her, and Sveta ate her breakfast cold.  So much for a family morning! :)

Lesson Learned::

Don't automatically freak-out when a nurse calls you and tells you that the results of your test were "pretty normal."

Because, let me tell you...I DID!  I had an ultrasound last Friday, and she called with the reading of the results.  She literally said, "pretty normal."  And then proceeded to tell me that he'd like the ultrasound repeated in 2 months.  WHAT??

I asked what "pretty normal" meant, and informed her that my next appointment was 4 weeks away, when he'd go over the results in more detail.  She immediately apologized for her poor choice of words...but I'm still a little concerned over my "pretty normal" results.