Snot and more Snot

Jackson has a doctor appointment today.  He has a cough and some drainage go figure.  I think we all live in a constant state of this.  I just hate to see him cough, a runny nose I can handle.  When I read the emails from my Emanuel's support group it seems like the kids are sick all the time with some form of pneumonia, so I am fearful when Jack gets sick.  The speech therapist was thinking sinus infection so we will see.  This past week ran smoothly just busy.  The store is staying busy and orders are pouring in.  I am trying to get more stuff listed on etsy so check back once in a while. I was a hostess for a bridal shower yesterday and am hosting one in my home at the beginning of May.  The last of Chris' bachelor friends are getting married, which means I will be hosting baby showers in the near future then I am finished.  I am showered out.  At some point they just aren't fun anymore.  I guess the highlight is getting away from the kids for a few hours.  It's nice to get dressed up and not have a child wiping their nose on your shoulder.  

Make Me Believe

The Sugarland song Make Me Believe came on the radio last night and a very powerful memory comes with this song so I thought I would share.  

As many of you know  Jackson's fourth month of life was spent in Dallas.  That is 6 hours away from family, friends, our home.  Carrie you so wonderfully keep Abigail during this time.  Thanks again.  For me this was probably the darkest of our times.  While in Dallas the doctors found something new daily.  Not just something little it was this is what's wrong and we are going to operate tomorrow.  It was hard to stay positive.  Chris and I were in Jackson's room at the hospital when his phone rang.  It was Michael (Chris' best friend since third grade)  he and his fiancee (my step sister) were in Dallas for the Kenny Chesney concert.  Not only were they going to the concert they had tickets for us.  This was a total surprise.  The concert was about an hour from the hospital in an outdoor soccer complex.  We had amazing seats floor level.  It was June in Texas so yes it was hot.  Then the sky decided to open up and start raining.  We first tried to stay dry with makeshift trash bag ponchos.  We gave in and enjoyed the rain pouring on us.  I remember thinking how symbolic the rain was and how it was somehow  washing away all things I had stressed over for months.  I sang at the top of my lungs, I laughed something I hadn't done in months, and after a few margaritas felt like I could survive anything. Sugarland came on before Kenney and they were amazing.  Chris is Rock 'n' Roll so he didn't know the songs.  They started to sing Make me believe and we danced in the rain crying over the words holding on to each-other for dear life.  We have tried to tell our friends just how much that night meant to us but there aren't words.  That was the one of the most wonderful moments of my marriage.  When everything was crashing down around us we danced in the rain.  You never know how much a simple act of kindness is going to impact someone.  They saved us that night, and they made us believe.  

Never Satisfied

Never satisfied.  I caught myself whining about having 12 orders to finish by Tuesday.  Now that is a great thing and I want the business to do well but..... (kicking and screaming) now I have to actually do the work.  Chris even told Abigail your mother is locking herself in her sewing room and you can't bother her.  He generously let me work for several hours today without interruption.  I'm starting to be caught in a vicious circle of spending all my time doing orders and not making new things, but without new things what will people order?  I'm now finished whining. 

As a side note a good friend emailed me today and asked for prayers for her daughter Kylie.  She has had seizures most of her life and they can't seem to figure out why.  Her last one was the worst yet.  Please pray they can find the right medication, or cause to stop the seizures.  So many of us know to well what it feels like to worry about your child for medical reasons.  

My day to Shine

Glitter.  I can't figure out where it comes from sometimes.  I realize there are a lot of crafting supplies around the house so I guess that is technically where it comes from.  None the less I am always finding glitter on myself.  As we were getting out of the car Abigail yells "Momma your shining!!!"  Sure enough there was a piece of glitter on my nose.  As I tried to get it off she seems upset.  She then says in a mature kind of way "Don't you want to shine?  I wish I could be shiny." for which I replied "baby girl you shine all the time just by being you."  That sums up my purpose as a parent.  I always want my kids to feel shiny.   

I Want A Sister

I want a sister.  These words are uttered daily from Abigail.  She tries in subtle ways like this morning walking to her classroom she says jackson is my precious brother(yes that is exactly what she said) and he would love to have a little sister.  The drawing she came home with on Tuesday had three people.  One big person in the middle and two small people on either side.  When I asked if this was Mommy Jackson and Abigail her response was no i am the big one is the middle with my Jackson and my baby sister.  Clever.  Many of you know I over indulge my children.  Remember the shopping addiction in earlier post?  I almost feel like I should give her a sister.  I mean after all she wants one.  Sigh.  I know in my head I couldn't handle it if we had another sick baby, but my heart tugs at the idea of just one more.  If anyone out there has an extra baby sister let me know so we can resolve this dilemma. 

Sweet potatoes in my hair

I just finished feeding Jackson sweet potatoes.  He lovessssssssss sweet potatoes.  He unfortunately tends to have food come out his nose.  This would be cute if it was a small amount, but he sneezed and orange goo went everywhere.  He seemed to shake it off and want another bite.  (He finished the whole jar by the way)  As I was sitting here reading comments I brushed my hair out of my face to discover he had blown this orange goo in my hair.  Being a typical busy mom I was not scheduled for a shower for another three days. Ha Ha.  Here's to all the moms who could use an extra unscheduled shower!!!

I live in Chaos

I live in chaos.  If you have been to my house you would quietly agree.  I don't know why I can't seem to keep a clean house.  I think I have finally figured out I am creating the mess and the mess is dominating my life.  At the beginning of the week I made a list.  The days of the week were displayed with the rooms of my house divided and chores.  My goal not only clean up but clean out.  So this is the third day I'm pumped. This is an amazing feeling.  Maintaining will be the harder goal.  My shopping has a lot to do with the mess I'm in now.  I have fought the urge to get a Target fix for two days.  I don't even need anything!!!!  My will power is being tested here.  Here's to hoping I can kick the shopping habit and finally have the clutter free house of my dreams.