"Too Tired to Come Up with a Catchy Title"

Today’s accomplishments included getting a medical binder in order and updated for Brock, watching infant massage techniques for babies (since massage therapy isn’t covered by insurance), as well as lots of snuggles and even some outdoor time for all of us. It’s been a long time since I’ve spent any time outside unless walking the sky bridge or in a parking garage count. It was a beautiful day! We said goodbye to my sister, so Brad and I are officially on our own now. Unfortunately, the kids and I (Taryn) won’t be heading to church in the morning because we just aren’t comfortable with the risk of exposing any of us to something during this outbreak season.

While getting us all up and ready for church on time might typically have been considered somewhat of a “chore”, I would do anything to be able to stand and worship with my church family tomorrow- the people who have carried us spiritually the last month, who have delivered meals and groceries, who have cried with us about the brokenness of this world, who have seen us at rock bottom and loved us anyway. They have been and continue to be the Church- the hands and feet of Christ when we needed that so desperately.

Our bedtime routine still takes about half a century and while my sister was here, we were pretty much 1 on 1 for bedtime. Since she left, that wasn’t the case tonight and it won’t be the case next weekend when Brad is gone at Winterfest with the youth group. I'm not sure if I'll survive the 4 hour bedtime routine that tonight was by myself. Please be praying that bedtime can become an enjoyable routine for us all again. I feel very much like a walking zombie come bedtime- and an irritated one at that. Seriously, for all of you parents with three-plus kids- I salute you. For those of you (thinking of certain folks in particular) who are still clinically sane and have three kids within 3.5 years of age... you deserve some sort of shiny medal!

It is very apparent that Brynlee is still trying to process everything that happened. She says things like, “I’m so glad Brock didn’t go to heaven…”, while Brielle seems to just still be responding to us being separated- mostly by being extra clingy. Prayers are appreciated on their behalf...I don't like thinking about the fears they have had to attempt to process away from us and are so thankful for those who had to answer some tough questions for us while we were away.

Another prayer request would just be for Brad and I. We have not had the chance to really talk about anything more than Brock and immediate needs/logistics since all of this happened. That’s all there is time or energy for these days. So much of our day is still spent on auto-pilot, and we are aware of the need to find time for ourselves- both individually and as a couple. Please pray that we find time and ways to make that happen for us. 

We love you all so much!