I have so many thank yous to write. And if I didn’t have Quinn’s 2 months past due birthday party on Sunday they might be going in the mail. In fact, they might be addressed. And written. But sadly they are not.

It stresses me out to know that my thank you notes aren’t done. Ever since ever I’ve written thank you notes. I wrote one the day after I met Julian’s parents for the first time, for goodness sakes! IT’S WHAT I DO.

There will be some of you that tell me DO NOT SEND ONE, but I will anyway so get over it. If I don’t send one, then your gift or good deed did not end up on my list. And trust me, you want this thank you note. It’s specially made and marks the transplant occasion perfectly. So you must tell me in a month if you haven’t received it!

We’ve been eating the some 30 prepared dinners bestowed upon us and I’ve just ordered our Thanksgiving dinner with the credit leftover compliments of four people who made donations. Two of them are blog readers and I do not know them personally. People have also dropped off goodies, handmade freezer meals, gift cards for food and treats for the kids and yet, they’ve gone un-thanked too. But please know how much we’ve appreciated every morsel. The food has feed the bodies that take care of the babes that need us and they’ve feed our souls because of the love you have shown us.

This weekend we will enjoy delivery of two more meals from another fresh meal deliver company (from 5 people) and I cannot tell you how helpful that is because we are barely getting by on time with the Walk for PKD (last Sunday) on the heels of Quinn’s transplant. I wasn’t prepared for how difficult it would be to reenter society AND take care of the family’s every need. It is taking (me) longer than hoped for to get back to our normal. A lot longer.

So know, that even though the special-just-for-you card isn’t in your hot little hands that we appreciate it. We’ve appreciated it all.