The car has been getting worse over the last week or so. It makes me really nervous driving it around, but it can't be helped. I just keep praying it doesn't break down with me and the kids alone.
Anyway, we looked into having it fixed and I just about passed out when they gave us a quote-- $1100. Unfortunately, that can't be pulled out of a hat. We called Operation Homefront on Friday and they called this morning and said that they would cover it for us. The lady is trying to find a mechanic that will do it, and then she's going to call us back. SO THANKFUL. It's our only car, so I'm sure we sounded pretty darn pathetic. I try not to think too deeply about the state of things, like the car, because I have no control and I just end up getting desperately depressed. So I let go! And God took over, operantly!
So, Yay! about that.
The first trimester exhaustion has grabbed my full force. Sometimes I feel like I can't even get up. Kids must be tended to though. My husband is sort of oblivious. I suppose that's to be expected. When I mention exhaustion, he says "Well, we're all tired. Anneliese keeps waking up at night." Ok, I'll keep it to myself. I think it escapes our husbands sometimes that actually having someone else live off you for nine months might make you a smidgen more tired than usual. So...I wonder how much caffeine is too much? I'll have to check it out. :)