My sister came a week after Paxton came home from the hospital, and it could not have been a better time. Honestly, I cried the whole way home from the airport after I took her (for her to go home) because I don't know how I would have survived that week without her help. She cooked, cleaned, helped with homework, helped the kids and held and took care of Paxton. It was awesome. PLUS, Paxton got really congested that week and I was so worried about every little thing- she was a great sounding board for my worries and helped me figure out the best ways to help him, the things I really need to freak out about and helped me relax and just take things one day at a time. My kids loved every minute of it and so did I! And so did Paxton!Just look at how my kids are crowded around her- I LOVE when they do that!
Um...well Paxton wasn't too happy mainly because he wanted to be cuddled and not faced out, and hes just kind of a crier. BUT as you can see, all the kids had a great time!I am truly blessed to have wonderful sisters. I know not everyone is so lucky. I am. I don't ever want to take it for grated either!Paxton sure loves my sis. Seriously- she could get him to do things that he doesn't do for anyone but ME...it was awesome. He just folded up into her arms and it was awesome. He misses her...and of course, obviously, I really REALLY miss her already!!