Remembering Newborn Sleep Deprivation......

We have always been so lucky. Millie has been the best sleeper ever. Usually sleeping at least 12 hrs a night. That means I almost always get my 8 hrs, and if I don't it is my own fault. Well since Mil has been sick the last 2 nights I have gotten 3 to 4 hours. I know this is temporary and I am grateful not to have to go to work the following days. It did however bring back memories of the newborn days. The sick feeling early in the morning, the haze in the middle of the day and the sweet face of my baby girl. I love this little girl even at 3 in the morning. Please pray for her to get some consistent rest and please pray for her to drink and eat more today. Love you all!

Rainy Days and Mondays Always Get Me Down...

Today was not cool. Saturday Millie developed a cough. Sunday day she was still coughing, maybe a little worse. Sunday night she started running a fever, cough was yucky and she felt yucky. She fell asleep at midnight, woke up at 3am sick as a dog. She said her eyes hurt, her hair hurt, she was miserable. This morning (Monday) we were at the office (Pediatric Asst) before the doctor even got there. They did a flu test, strep test and looked in her ears and at her throat. She was all negative. But bless her heart the strep test set off some vomiting. Dr Chris thought it would be a good idea to get a chest xray to rule out pneumonia. So off we went to the hospital. Luckily we were able to go where Wayne was in the ER. The first xray showed a possible "something" so we repeated for clarification and the second chest xray looked "better". They decided it was negative but should be monitored. But my poor girl just couldn't eat or really move. She was so sore and tired. When we got home she was able to get a small nap and tonight she ate some pudding. Please pray for my precious girl. I love her so much and I am so proud of how brave and polite my little lady is. She is my whole heart.

Happy Anniversary To My Daddy and Mommy!!!

Feelin Hot Hot Hot

I have never in my life met someone more attached to their hot rollers than me. I use them everyday, sometimes twice a day. I know that those that know me find that hard to believe because usually my hair looks straight, but I promise it starts curled and within a couple of hours returns to its stick like appearance. But if I didn't hot roll my hair it would be kinky and stuck to my head. I can have my whole head in rollers in less than 2 minutes. It started in high school when I realized that if I rolled my long hair people noticed, I did it about once a week. Then in college I would roll my hair for church and on clinical days to give my ponytail some body. Then I had a baby and I couldn't use a hairdryer in the mornings, (Never Wake A Sleeping Baby). I discovered I could wash my hair at night, go to bed with my hair wet and when I woke up in the morning I could roll my hair and no one knew I went to bed with my hair wet. Well Millie will be 4 next month and with the exception of lazy days I can count on one hand the amount of times I have left the house without hot rolling my hair. Even more amazing I have only had to sets of hot rollers in my life, my current one I got in college. Well this morning my worst fear happened. I went to bed with my hair wet, woke up plugged in my beloved rollers and nothing, the red light did not come on. I can not tell you the panic that rushed into my chest. Imagine the panic you feel when your cars engine light comes on, well multiple that by like 10. I moved the cord around and the light came on, but I knew in heart it is time to retire my precious rollers. I contemplated learning to style differently. The idea was entertained for 30 seconds and I decided...... nope I am buying new hot rollers this weekend.

Full House

A few months ago Millie and I discovered a mutual love..... Full House. Yes the 90s sitcom! She has fallen in love with the same group of cheesy characters and because of that we have since watched almost every episode multiple times. This is one of the many things I have found to share with her and these things never stop giving me the warm fuzzies.

No Words....

On November 13th a precious child was taken home to be with the Lord. There was no long illness, no cancer, no warnings. She was the only daughter to a very sweet friend. She was 12 and perfect. I don't understand. I know it is wrong to question God and I know I am not privileged to his plan, but I don't understand. I have been praying since November 13th to give me the words to help my friend. I have been praying to do something to provide a few moments of peace to this grieving mother. I have no words. So I sit here struggling.

God, please help my friend to know that her precious child is with you and happy. Please allow her to have a sense, if not understanding, at least peace. I know her heart will always be broken, but Lord please help it to stay together. Please Lord allow me, or anyone the words to give comfort. Lord, I know she must be angry because I would be, but Lord help her to see she needs you now more than ever. Hold her God when she wants to push you away. When she finds a small treasure of her child's, like old photos, school papers, or long forgotten toys help her to deal with the new rush of pain they must bring. I wish we could understand, but I know you have a plan. Lord please help her, I will not pray for her to move on because I am a mother and I know she cannot. I will not pray for her to move past because I am a mother and I know she cannot. I pray for moments of calm during the storm and for the pain to dull everyday. Lord please be with her always.

Amen

Sunny Days, Chasin the clouds Away.....

The last two days have been so sunny and mild. After the last week of rain and gloominess the sun was a welcome sight. Yesterday I carried Millie's little table into the sun and she played with playdoh. I used her little red wagon to move her table. On my way through the yard Millie said, "Mom that is genius, I knew I got my genius from somewhere". I love that kid. Today we went on a nice walk, we found "fairy caves" and mud. I opened all the windows and let the cold air freshen our house. There are few things in life more satisfying and peaceful than an open window on a sunny day. I am just so grateful to have had these couple of days to recharge the batteries at the end of January. I wish I could jar the rays for the gloomy weeks to come.