This week has been rough. Seriously testing my limits to what I can stand as far as how many pets I can lose at once. My dearest yorkie Gracie had to be put down after childbirth gone wrong. Leaving us sad and the new parents of her orphan puppy we named Chance.
Luci, one of Gracie’s offspring also decided this week is good for having babies. Only she didn’t fare so well either and I started to worry that we might lose her. Today with the help of the vet we delivered her last dead puppy. Gracie had 3 puppies with one survivor and Luci had no living puppies. After the week I have had, the loss of 5 dogs, the near loss of my Luci I have felt wiped out. But now the evening perks up.
Luci is eating and drinking and she has taken to feeding Chance. We are gonna watch him real close but as of now he is nursing and she is taking care of him. At this moment I feel so blessed.
Another reason I feel blessed? Well it comes down to Joe. I didn’t have to do all of this alone. He was by my side as we tried to deliver Gracie’s puppies and he was there to take my brother to the vet when it was time to put her to sleep. He was there when it was time to feed her orphan puppy every 2 hours and help it go potty every time we fed it. He was there when Luci went in to labor and he held me while they delivered her last puppy in front of us at the vet office today. In ways I never knew I could I fall in love with this man over and over again. For new reasons. I love him in ways I didn’t know I was missing because he shows me all of the time that there are things I was always missing.
The moments that show me how amazing he is happen constantly and I am always in awe.
Last night, when I was falling back asleep after he got home he reminded me to set up the elf on the shelf for the girls so I wouldn’t forget.
Last mushy tidbit before I go finish dinner. Yesterday night at work, he told Sam that Faith keeps using the word Awkward even when it doesn’t really work, and it doesn’t make sense and that he thinks its super cute. My honey is telling stories about the kids to other people. I know that he loves my girls, and I know that he loves me.
He is my puzzle piece, my penguin, and I am truly grateful that me and my girls have him.
All my love,