Prayers...

In April, 2010, when Andrew was 2 1/2, a tumor was discovered behind his eye. The tumor was removed, but it was found to be an aggressive cancer. He endured seven months of chemo and six weeks radiation. In December of 2010, the day after his last treatment, he was rushed to the ER with an almost fatal bacterial infection. He survived.

He is now seven-years-old!! I don't visit here much, because during the ordeal, this is where I dumped everything--my rage, my fear, my sadness, my ugly, my hope, my everything. But I want all of you who supported and prayed for us to hear his updates. You helped me survive, and I am deeply thankful. Every once in awhile, I will check in to let you know how he's doing. Please continue to pray that cancer will never return to his body. Thank you.



Tuesday, March 30, 2010

More "Me" Space

I love my kids.  Can't say it enough.  I am so privileged to be able to stay home with them and watch them grow and develop.  I wouldn't change it for the world.  However, I find that it can be quite easy to lose myself in all of the caretaking.  If you can relate, please scroll down.

You know you need more "me" space when:

1.  You become overly protective of your coloring pages.  You have picked the color YOU would like for Dora's socks, and orange scribbling was NOT what you had in mind. 

2.  You wake up at night with your arms wrapped around your head, and your legs curled to your stomach in the fetal position.  This is to allow for the two dogs sleeping horizontally at your feet, and the two not-so-little boys on either side of you (who crawled in when you weren't looking).  This is in addition to your husband who is taking up the other half of the bed.  Half asleep, but dreadfully uncomfortable, YOU move to the boys room,  and crawl into a twin bed (which is soaked in the middle and might be the reason one boy is in YOUR bed).  You position yourself around the "wetness", hope it is "just" water, and fall quickly asleep. Ahh...space.

3.  You find the thought of Jury Duty relaxing.  Is there somewhere to sign up for that?

4.  You go to doctor and dentist appointments early, so that you can read your book and sit quietly. Talking with the doctor may be the only adult socializing that you do for the day, so, much to the hurried doctor's chagrin, you try to make it interesting.  You find yourself walking extraordinarily  s l o w l y  to and from your car.

5.  You go out to dinner with friends and offer everyone a wet-wipe after the meal.

6.   The last time your Facebook status was non-child-related was...well, that has never happened.

7.  You do not make phone calls during the day.  You have learned  that as soon as you pick up the phone, the whole household will start screaming and barking.   If you try to sneak a quick one during naptime, you will be sorry.

8.  You have your own favorite episodes of  "Max & Ruby" and "Dora the Explorer" ...and your least favorites too.

9.  You do not own any white or pale-colored pants.  Well, at least not anymore.

10.  You feel the urge to start making home-made signs for your door: "Keep Out.  No one under 5' allowed."  Too bad they can't read.

11.  You breathe a sigh of relief at bedtime, and hope that the next few hours of quiet will give you energy to make it through the whole next day of crazy. :) 


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5 comments:

  1. Oh my! I can so relate to this! Add to the collection of clothes not to wear anymore are light-colored tops. Just not stain resistant. I have my favorite episodes of Little Bear and Diego, also, and yes, the telephone can create the apocalypse. Good to see we're on the same page.

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  2. Still laughing over the picking your colors, I so do that :)
    And Jury duty! I was so upset when I got sent home after just a few hours of jury duty! :)

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  3. Going to the doctor early for some quiet time...that's hilarious!

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  4. I can relate, especially to the last couple. You really do know its bad when you can't wait for bedtime to arrive!

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  5. My husband sleeps through everything.

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