Day31:: All Done!
The sun is up again this morning. I'm so thankful for it. Justin is working all day today and left the house before 5 am. Those of you who are mothers know what a challenge that is... we live for the weekends. Ok, so I know we don't "live" for them... but we certainly look VERY forward to them. I'm still in my jammies but I may very well have to pull out my Happy Shirt today... I wonder how it will look with a turtleneck under it? :)
See this little man... I have made an observation about him. He might be kin to this little man...
If we were Asian I might even mistake that woman and her baby for myself and John Martin. I breastfed both the girls for 13 months and I fully intend to do the same with JM but let me tell you about my observations and you'll see why he's now sleeping in a different part of the house.
He can be completely content in the arms of his daddy, grandmother, or anyone {besides me} for that matter and if I {his mother and life support} come with in view he begins to fall apart. I've been observing this behavior for several weeks now. Last night my husband took me out to dinner, John Martin was kept by his grandparents and completely content until I walked into the room. He was not hungry... he had just finished a 7-oz bottle of breastmilk! I'm sure I'm not the only person on this planet who has recognized this behavior, it is probably documented in some medical journal under the chapter "Psychiatric Observations of Breastfed Babies". Anyway, the crying has continued and the quest to bring it to a screeching hault has also continued. He has been relocated to a room not within an "earshot" of his mother, who physically sweats in bed as she listens to him cry. For 2 nights now we haven't heard a peep, that's not to say he hasn't made a peep, we just haven't heard it! And I'm starting to actually sleep for more than 3 hours at a time, which I haven't done in 7 months. Thank you, Lord! It was starting to take a toll on my body... and my attitude!
Did y'all know I have a 4-year old named Morgan?
She doesn't like to sit still for pictures so I feel like she gets left off the blog a lot. Yesterday she posed for me. This is what she chose to wear. I was ok with it because she was so proud of herself. She said, "Mommy, you knew I'd choose this sweater because you know I love colors and it's so colorful!" Life's too short to dampen their sweet spirits. I did make her put on socks and shoes before going outside.
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My heart has been burdened for the Harrison family this past week. Their daughter Hannah Grace's health is deteriorating. Jarrod {her dad} is the office manager at our church. She had a brain tumor and it was surgically removed, followed by intense chemo, followed by a stemcell transplant last Sunday. Since then, she has been on a ventilator and as of last night the doctors are not sure if her bowels have stopped working or if they are dying. It is a very critical situation and her life is on the line. If her bowels are dying there is nothing medically they can do.
Please pray that her bowels will miraculously heal and begin functioning.
Please pray for Jarrod and Marci {and the rest of her family}.
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/hannahgraceharrison
She just turned 3 this month. What a sweet angel.