Here I am blogging from my brother's home in Birmingham, Alabama and we have solved the mystery of the rogue fever that plagued our litle girl...she has sprouted a tooth. Her first tooth, on the bottom...makes me a little bit sad.
Anyway, enjoy your holiday weekend...spend time with your family.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Blood, sweat and tears
I never knew that when I signed up for this gig known as "motherhood" that it would entail so much contact with bodily fluids that do not belong to me. It all started this morning as I was changing Finley's diaper and accidentally stuck my finger in the poop. Nice and good morning to me!
Spit came next followed by its relative, throw- up (the noun and the verb). A little pee, some runny snot and a sneeze later and voila - Finley has a fever. Each time either one of my girls has gotten sick, I am pretty laid-back about it...I guess it comes from being raised by a pediatrician and a pediatric nurse practicioner who never believed me when I said I was sick.
Anyway, Finley spiked a fever and it wasn't that high so I didn't freak out or anything...UNTIL...she was just incredibly lethargic. I mean, she just laid on me and was dozing off and I had just woken her from a 4 hour nap (which id incredibly unusual for this baby). I laid her down on my bed and she just laid there not moving, not crying, not sleeping...just...nothing. This was not my child and she was burning up...so...I freaked out.
I called my parents at work and told them I was "very concerned" and they said they wanted to see her and worked her in, the perk of being their daughter. So they poked and prodded and found nothing so they wanted to do a blood test...just a finger prick. I don't freak out about stuff like that so it was not big deal, but back to the bodily fluids...blood all over my shirt from her tiny little finger.
She is ok so don't worry but the bodily fluids don't stop there...oh no...Piper was not about to be outdone by her baby sister and so when we were outside of our house this evening saying goodbye to my parents who had come over for dinner, Piper decided to run to me on the sidewalk and she ate it big time. So I scooped her up and the blood stained my already ruined clothes and I hugged her and told her everything would be alright.
I was looking at my shirt later on and I thought about the stains and I liken it to the stains they have made on my heart. Each time something happens, big or small, important or insignificant, painful or joyous, tears or smiles...it makes a mark on my heart for my girls and I think that one day those scars will tell the story of a content and full life. Do you remember that time when...
Spit came next followed by its relative, throw- up (the noun and the verb). A little pee, some runny snot and a sneeze later and voila - Finley has a fever. Each time either one of my girls has gotten sick, I am pretty laid-back about it...I guess it comes from being raised by a pediatrician and a pediatric nurse practicioner who never believed me when I said I was sick.
Anyway, Finley spiked a fever and it wasn't that high so I didn't freak out or anything...UNTIL...she was just incredibly lethargic. I mean, she just laid on me and was dozing off and I had just woken her from a 4 hour nap (which id incredibly unusual for this baby). I laid her down on my bed and she just laid there not moving, not crying, not sleeping...just...nothing. This was not my child and she was burning up...so...I freaked out.
I called my parents at work and told them I was "very concerned" and they said they wanted to see her and worked her in, the perk of being their daughter. So they poked and prodded and found nothing so they wanted to do a blood test...just a finger prick. I don't freak out about stuff like that so it was not big deal, but back to the bodily fluids...blood all over my shirt from her tiny little finger.
She is ok so don't worry but the bodily fluids don't stop there...oh no...Piper was not about to be outdone by her baby sister and so when we were outside of our house this evening saying goodbye to my parents who had come over for dinner, Piper decided to run to me on the sidewalk and she ate it big time. So I scooped her up and the blood stained my already ruined clothes and I hugged her and told her everything would be alright.
I was looking at my shirt later on and I thought about the stains and I liken it to the stains they have made on my heart. Each time something happens, big or small, important or insignificant, painful or joyous, tears or smiles...it makes a mark on my heart for my girls and I think that one day those scars will tell the story of a content and full life. Do you remember that time when...
Monday, May 16, 2005
Wise Words
Psalm 91
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, "My refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust!"
For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the trapper, and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with His pinions, and under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark.
You will not be afraid of the terror by night, or of the arrow that flies by day;
Of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, or of the destruction that lays waste at noon.
A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not approach you.
You will only look on with your eyes, and see the recompense of the wicked.
For you have made the Lord, my refuge, even the most high, your dwelling place.
No evil will befall you, nor will and plague come near your tent.
For He will give His angels charge concerning you, to guard you in all your ways.
They will bear you up in their hands, lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread upon the lion and cobra, the young lion and the serpent you will trample down.
"Because he has loved Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him securely on high, because he has known My name.
He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him, and honor him.
With a long life I will satisfy him, And let him behold My salvation."
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, "My refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust!"
For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the trapper, and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with His pinions, and under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark.
You will not be afraid of the terror by night, or of the arrow that flies by day;
Of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, or of the destruction that lays waste at noon.
A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not approach you.
You will only look on with your eyes, and see the recompense of the wicked.
For you have made the Lord, my refuge, even the most high, your dwelling place.
No evil will befall you, nor will and plague come near your tent.
For He will give His angels charge concerning you, to guard you in all your ways.
They will bear you up in their hands, lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread upon the lion and cobra, the young lion and the serpent you will trample down.
"Because he has loved Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him securely on high, because he has known My name.
He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him, and honor him.
With a long life I will satisfy him, And let him behold My salvation."
Thursday, May 12, 2005
things to come
just so you know, I am not slacking off...we have had some technical difficulties in our family life right now and I have not had the proper amount of time to post anything that makes sense. I wish I could talk about it, but right now it is too delicate of a situation. As soon as I figure out how to post with pictures thru Flickr I will tell you all about our vacation. I know, I know...you can't wait?
Until then, if you pray...please pray for our family right now. We very much appreciate the prayers lifted up by our brothers and sisters in faith. When I can fill you in, I will.
Until then, if you pray...please pray for our family right now. We very much appreciate the prayers lifted up by our brothers and sisters in faith. When I can fill you in, I will.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Monday, May 09, 2005
Dear Finley
You are 6 months old now. A whole half of a year old. Happy Half Birthday!
What can I tell you about these first 6 months of your life? You are every bit a part of this family as if you were always here. You came into this world to meet a mama, daddy, and big sister and now you hate it when any of us are out of your sight. I fear that you are a bit over-bonded with me, but it's ok because secretly I love it that sometimes I am the only one who can calm you and soothe you.
Recently you love it when your daddy makes this annoying noise that he thinks sounds like a sea lion. He starts and then your sister starts and then you are belly-laughing. Sometimes that laugh consumes your whole entire little body and you get so excited that you look like you could explode. Other times it is the screaming and crying and general madness that makes you look like that.
You like pears and bananas and I am trying to get you to take something other than my boob. I try to sit you up and you will stay for like half of a second and then you lean forward and stay that way for a little while and then you either topple over to the front or to the side. You like your exersaucer...but...Lord help you when you are done being in there. You definitely are not shy about speaking up for yourself.
You like to sleep on your tummy and you take a passy, unlike your sister you plugs her mouth with her thumb. You absolutely love love love your big sister Piper, and she loves you. I just sit and watch the two of you sometimes while you play together...as much as you can play. She does silly things and you laugh at her and I can just see the way you look at her like she is the best. You are going to be such best friends. I never had that kind of relationship so you should know that you are very lucky and blessed to have someone that you can share secrets with and fight over clothes and boys...you might not always get along but you will always have someone to go to when you need help.
You love the water...especially the pool. You kick your feet and legs and love to float. You also love to be outside just laying on a blanket or beach towel in the shade looking at the trees swaying in the wind and staring at the shadows the sun makes.
My sweet child, I love you more than you can understand. My love for you is deep and high, wide and heavy. Know that I will protect you but not smother you, discipline you but also allow you to explore on your own. The world is yours for discovering.
What can I tell you about these first 6 months of your life? You are every bit a part of this family as if you were always here. You came into this world to meet a mama, daddy, and big sister and now you hate it when any of us are out of your sight. I fear that you are a bit over-bonded with me, but it's ok because secretly I love it that sometimes I am the only one who can calm you and soothe you.
Recently you love it when your daddy makes this annoying noise that he thinks sounds like a sea lion. He starts and then your sister starts and then you are belly-laughing. Sometimes that laugh consumes your whole entire little body and you get so excited that you look like you could explode. Other times it is the screaming and crying and general madness that makes you look like that.
You like pears and bananas and I am trying to get you to take something other than my boob. I try to sit you up and you will stay for like half of a second and then you lean forward and stay that way for a little while and then you either topple over to the front or to the side. You like your exersaucer...but...Lord help you when you are done being in there. You definitely are not shy about speaking up for yourself.
You like to sleep on your tummy and you take a passy, unlike your sister you plugs her mouth with her thumb. You absolutely love love love your big sister Piper, and she loves you. I just sit and watch the two of you sometimes while you play together...as much as you can play. She does silly things and you laugh at her and I can just see the way you look at her like she is the best. You are going to be such best friends. I never had that kind of relationship so you should know that you are very lucky and blessed to have someone that you can share secrets with and fight over clothes and boys...you might not always get along but you will always have someone to go to when you need help.
You love the water...especially the pool. You kick your feet and legs and love to float. You also love to be outside just laying on a blanket or beach towel in the shade looking at the trees swaying in the wind and staring at the shadows the sun makes.
My sweet child, I love you more than you can understand. My love for you is deep and high, wide and heavy. Know that I will protect you but not smother you, discipline you but also allow you to explore on your own. The world is yours for discovering.
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