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"a picture for my big kids and one of my little kid once a week, every week in 2017."

And one for me too this week, because it's been a doozy.

Stella: I was up in Yorkshire this week. You would have LOVED it up here. We visited this place called Fountain Abby and the whole time we were there, I kept saying to our friends, I wish Stella were here to see this! You would have loved seeing the abby ruins. I would have told you they were castle ruins, and we would have played all sorts of imagination games about kings and queens and princesses and knights.

Hugo: I sure wish you could have seen this place. You would have been in this stream for sure, exploring and getting soaking wet. And the playground here! You would have loved every second of it. 

Lyra: You had surgery this week. And you were so good. I was incredibly nervous about it, but you took the discomfort of fasting in stride. You hardly cried. You fell right asleep before your surgery time, and hardly were bothered by the anesthesia process. 

Me: Phew. This week. Holy smokes. I tried not to think too much about the upcoming surgery, but as the appointed day came closer and closer, I was anxious and uncertain of what to do with myself, fixating on small problems like how to manage a fasting baby and what to do about dinner. But also, you know? I managed it well. We did okay. And I'm kind of proud of myself for taking such good care of my baby, and taking care of myself through this process.