April 29th, 2008

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

Vote! So you have the right to complain later.

For those of you in NC, I have to tell you how awesome this one-stop voting stuff is! With my husband being home all afternoon, we took the opportunity to run and vote today. The advantage to this one-stop stuff is that you can register and vote at the same time. Pretty cool, especially if you’re like us and you had problems with registration. It runs through May 3, so time’s running out! More information is available at the State Board of Elections. If you haven’t registered to vote before now and choose not to do this, you miss out on your opportunity to vote in this primary. For once, NC has the ability to make an impact, so make your voice heard on this and other state and local races.

As we walked into the voting place, my oldest (who is fine…just has some weird random virus that is causing a fever but he’s had no other symptoms since the puking incident this morning which appears to be unrelated to the bug) asked why we had to do this. I explained that it is important to vote so that you had a voice in who makes decisions that will affect everyone. I also explained to him that I couldn’t complain about the people who were elected unless I voted. Since complaining is something I could win an Olympic medal in, it’s very important that I make sure to give myself every right and opportunity to do so!

About 2 hours after we got home, I received an automated call from Hillary’s campaign. Too bad it was too late. It wouldn’t have changed my mind anyway.

In related news, I am really looking forward to seeing Bill Clinton tomorrow. I’ll probably have to take both kids with me (normally my oldest would be in school, but I’ll probably keep him out tomorrow since he was still running a fever this evening) and stand away from everyone, but I am determined to make it and have a chance to see him. I’m no Hillary supporter, but it’s not often you get a chance to see a former president…especially in Sanford! Quelle excitement for this little town!

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

When God Speaks

I’ve struggled mightily with my faith over the last few years. I’ve been making efforts this year to rebuild my trust in God and rediscover my spirituality. I find my perspective has changed now that I am older and have children, but I am making good progress. So when I get something stuck in my head and can’t get it out I start to wonder if there’s more at play.

Yesterday while perusing my guilty pleasure (Celebrity Baby Blog) I ran across the story of Audrey Caroline. I spent about an hour reading the blog, most of the time with tears streaming down my face, completely unable to even fathom the situation this family is facing with their unborn baby girl. And then, as I got deeper into the story, I see that Audrey was born on April 7, which is my wedding anniversary and a very special date to me for many reasons. She lived for a little over 2 hours and then God took her home.

Friday, a video was posted to the blog that is so powerful and I can’t get it out of my head. It contains images of her family both before and after her birth, celebrating this baby girl who would never get the chance to grow up. The song that accompanies the photos is called I Will Carry You and was written by her parents and a friend.

Of all the photos, the one that is most powerful to me is the one 57 seconds in, of Audrey’s 3 sisters sitting in front of Cinderella’s castle with pink mouse ears on. To their right is another set of pink mouse ears on the ground. It is beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time.

I feel like something led me to their blog. I hadn’t visited CBB in a while and on the day I did, there was the link to the blog and the video right at the top. What pushed me to visit that day? I don’t know. But I feel like God is speaking to me, trying to show me the grace and faith this family has demonstrated in the face of the one thing that is my worst nightmare. And I feel compelled to share the story and video here so other people can see it as well.

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

Well, that puts a kink in my plans.

I had a list of several things I considered blogging about today. I thought maybe I’d whine about how my youngest didn’t go to sleep until late and by then I wasn’t really tired any more, so I missed the window of opportunity for the “easy to go to sleep” fairy. Once again, I had trouble sleeping and didn’t get nearly enough sleep. Or maybe I could complain about the constant pain I’m in lately and how my entire body continually aches while the really awful pain tends to move from one spot to the other. Or how my sweet oldest child has chosen for his entire family to go on a field trip next week because he couldn’t pick just one parent to attend, since the other would have to stay home with his little brother. Or maybe I’d make PCOS the topic of the day and share a little information with others about what this disease is and what it does to you. Or maybe how I was excited about the fact that we’re going to go see Bill Clinton tomorrow because he’s coming to Sanford.

And then I woke up to the sound of crying at 6:30AM. It was my oldest and when I asked him what was wrong he said he was sleepy. Because I am brilliant I suggested he go back to sleep. He did, and wasn’t up when my husband left for work which is unusual. A couple of hours later, I again heard the crying but this time it was accompanied by the sounds of gaging and retching. I won’t type all of the bad words that ran through my head at that moment. There is nothing I hate more than vomiting. I do not like to do it myself and will fight it with everything in my body. I’ve been lucky that my kids are not normally pukers, but that also means I’m not at all desensitized to it. (Which makes me wonder if I could really be a nurse…I changed majors from nursing to marketing because I couldn’t handle the ickiness. Now that I’m a mom, I can deal with pretty much anything you throw at me. Well, don’t *throw* it, but you know what I mean! Except vomit. I *hate* vomit.)

Ugh. I dragged myself out of bed to check on him. He was in the bathroom, so that was good. He was laying on the floor right in front of the door, though. Not so good. Very unusual for this kid to do something like that. He didn’t actually throw up so I was thankful for that but one look told me he was really sick. I asked him what was wrong and he said his legs hurt and he was tired. Again, the brilliance in me came out when I suggested he go lay back down in bed. He couldn’t get up…complained of dizziness and when I touched him I could tell he had a fever. Again, many bad words bouncing around in my brain. I helped him up and back to his bed. Got a rundown of symptoms and went to find the various drugs I wanted to give him.

But his symptoms are weird. Legs hurting? That doesn’t really sound like a typical virus to me. So I call the pediatrician and wait for the nurse to call me back. Yeah, they need to see him. Cue the call to the husband to see if he can work from home this afternoon so I don’t have to drag my youngest to the ped and expose him to other germy kids…one is enough! Luckily the answer is yes so I am spared that little version of hell.

Not how I wanted my day to go!

  • I am a mom to 3 living in Sanford, NC. I am a wife. I am a student. I am a Christ follower. I am a friend. This is the craziness of my life.
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