I'm still feeling ok and nothing other than the hip pain at night. Still craving all things fruit. I have a horrendous canker sore on my tongue in the worst spot (it basically scrapes on my molers anytime I eat or talk), so eating has been interesting the past few days. I might need to resort to smoothies....if I can find a place that makes them. Although drinking out of a straw hurts even worse. I think I'm through the worst of it though. It was a long few days earlier this week.
There really hasn't been a whole lot that's new pregnancy-wise this week. All of our energy/worries have revolved around the storm of the century we got hit with Monday night. I picked up Zoe from day care and the lake had formed in her room. Things went downhill fast from there. We got home and she loved walking in the rain from the car to the house..she had her rain coat on so it was fun for her (not so much for me, but her giggles helped). I checked the basement and everything looked ok. We had a very slow leak in one of the windows because of the amount of rain and Aaron needed to unclog the gutters. Very manageable though. Nothing a towel couldn't take care of. That was about 6:15. Aaron got home at 7 because of traffic and roads starting to close. Zoe and I were just cleaning up her dinner and Aaron ran out to take care of the gutter. Then he went downstairs and the mayhem started. Water was coming up from the sewer.
Now I in my pregnant and over emotional state started flipping out and sobbing (let's be honest...I would have done this even if I wasn't pregnant). He did what he could to get things off the floor that weren't wet yet. He gave me stuff to put up so he could get it out to the garage. Baby clothes that I had JUST taken out of totes to rewash were floating. I hope Zoe has no recollection of my crazy yelling and crying. I finally realized it was what it was and got her ready for bed. And proceeded to sob on and off all night until about 2am.
The bad news....we don't have the insurance rider that covers this.
The good news....We recently reorganized the basement last summer and almost everything was off the ground. Most of what was on the ground was plastic and easily sanitized. What wasn't plastic appears to be in good shape and hopefully the bleach keeps away the nastiness. The laundry is coming out great thanks to a few tips the flood cleaners gave us (although a long process). While we lost a few things, nothing was sentimental and nothing was of huge value. We know a lot of people who have it a lot worse. So I'm counting our blessings where I can.
Thankfully our neighbors have a family friend who owns a cleaning company and they came out Tuesday to give us a quote and were back that night to clean. I've heard that most companies have days long waiting lists. And with the smell that was creaping up the stairs by Tuesday afternoon, I'm so thankful that they thought of us and asked if we'd like them to come over. The owner has come back twice nice to check on everything and was super helpful with how we should clean all the stuff we'd moved to the garage and how we should clean the laundry. Stuff I never would have figured out on my own.
While times like these suck and I don't want it to happen again EVER, it's so nice to see all of the support and help from those around you. Again, our neighbors were a saving grace by offering to have their friend come over with his company. We've also comiserated at least once a day (I like to complain as part of my therapy :) ). My mother-in-law dropped everything and drove over Tuesday morning to watch Zoe and help us clean. My parents have offered up a lot as well.
Let's hope next week is a little more low key, ok?
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