The Honeymoon is Over
Well...my peaceful, quiet, nice adjustment is being severly tested. I had so much to blog about, but since I already wrote an entire blog (a very long one in fact) and it got erased, this will have to be very quick. Landon has had a cold for about ten days. Sunday night at my mom's it got a lot worse. Monday we took him to urgent care and came home with a steriod and prescription cough medicine. She said it was viral. Wonderful. Landon was coughing so much he kept throwing up mucous and he was hacking every ten seconds...I thought I would lost my mind. That night he threw up everything he had eaten and his newly purchased meds. I called the on call doctor and pharmacist to see what to do. In the meantime, Noah had not eaten in at least 4 hours so I tried nursing him...but he would not eat. My mind crowded with worry. It was not a good Monday night. Yesterday was better. Last night was insane. Noah was up from 11 to 1, Landon at 2, Noah at 3, Landon at 3:30 (I was nursing Noah in one hand and holding the puke bowl for Landon in the other so he could spit out his mucous), finally gave Noah to Jonathan at 4:20 bc I thought I was going to die, Landon at 5, Noah at 7. So, to say I am tired is an understatement. I am exhausted and trying with everything in me to hold it together. I am praying that Noah does not get sick. It will be horrible if he does. I am a worrier by nature and I am trying to use this opportunity to stretch my faith and to exercise my mind to focus on the present and not the what ifs. Sometimes succeeding...sometimes failing.
In other news. I went to my home church this weekend. It was like going home. It has been way too long since I was there last. Being with those wonderful people was so refreshing. They KNOW me. They know where I have been, what my dreams were. They watched me grow, helped mold me into who I am, and set me free. It was a warm embrace to be in their presence worshipping again.
I need to know if the last weekend in July does NOT work for anyone wanting to come to the xanga get together. I want to get a date pinned down. I have lots of ideas swimming in my head and I am so excited for it. If I don't hear from anyone...the date will be July 27-29.
To all of you dear ones that I owe thank-you's, phone calls, emails, comments, etc... to please be patient with me. I am trying to just keep my life together right now. Jonathan is on vacation this week. It is the first week he has taken in YEARS. We were going to go on a mini-vacation although at this point that doesn't look to probable. He has a great attitude about it...something about making lemonade out of the lemons life hands you.
Noah is getting huge. Last friday at his two week check he was 8 pounds 10 ounces, although since then he looks like has put on a whole nother pound. He looks 6 weeks old, not almost 3. I want to keep him tiny, but it is fleeting before my very eyes. But man is he precious.
Gotta run. Please pray that I can keep my wits about me...and above all...that my three week old does not get this horrible sickness that Landon has. Thanks friends.
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