Monday, June 30, 2008
LAST Sunday, Solomon had his fever.
We spent Monday playing as quitely and calmly as we could. He was so excited to be feeling better and speaking that he was making up for it, double time. :)
Tuesday Will was home with us. We went to Downtown Disney. We had to pick up some Nemo things for Solomon's birthday party, that would be acting as cake decorations ont he 28th. We ate a Tortilla Joes...fajitas...yum. We walked a round a bit and just took our time getting back home. It was a really nice day.
Wednesday we had, what I thought was a great visit with KelliAnn. Solomon slept most of the time that KelliAnn and I visited. Her little girl, Kaitlyn is getting so big. I can't believe she is ONE! When Solomon woke up, we went back to see him and he was clinging to my sister like his life depended on it. He was so sweet with Kaitlyn. he said her name really well. He was (trying) to share toys with her. He hasn't really got the whole, "when I offer you a toy, I'm actually supposed to let you play with it" down yet. He would give it to her and then as soon as she had it take it back. It was cute anyway. He was really sad when they left....so was I. I felt really bad because after KelliAnn left, I started to feel a little ache in my throat and some stuffness...I HOPE HOPE HOPE they don't get was I was about to get.
Thursday, I woke up feel terrible. Will had to go to work (one of his many side jobs, the tanning salon) and I decided that maybe tanning would make me feel better. Sitting in the sun always helps me when I have a cold and it was not even close to sunny that morning. I definately didn't feel better afterward...infact, I'll be honest, I got fried. I got home and tried my best to take care of Solomon but I was feeling TERRIBLE. I had a 102 fever and I was a weepy mess. I always get like that when I'm sick (plus I was due to start my period on saturday). Will got home at 3 and I just gave up when I saw him. I was beyond ill. I layed down and hardly remember the night. I beg beg begged him to let his supervising clinician know that he couldn't come in(on Friday) because I just could not function with that fever. He did :) I started to panic since Solomon's bday was on Saturday...Lord please make me better!, I prayer.
Friday, fever was still there...still felt horrible...don't remember much else...
And Saturday...oh Saturday...that is a blog all in itself...soon to come...
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
That is exactly how I felt last night when Solomon's stinking fever finally broke. What a relief. He was in so much pain. As I said in the previous blog, I gave him Tylenol and nothing happened. I was SO mad at myself. When Will got home from school I ran to Whole Foods for some Belladonna and alas, it broke. He is completely fine today...a little sleepy as we didn't sleep much last night or the night before, but doing great!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
As I was driving home, my dad called me up and said he and his girlfriend wanted to watch him so that Will and I could go out. Wow...he has done this a few times before, but he is the ONLY person who has ever offered that (Aside from Jen and Justin but I think I have mentioned that before). Will and I got to go out on a date!!! We went and had awesome veggie fajitas at El Cholo and then stopped at Borders to browse. What a blast. it's so nice to have time to enjoy eachother, which is something we have been doing VERY little of lately. He is such an awesome guy. I don't say that enough. He works so hard and loves Solomon and I so much! I am so thankful that he is the man I get to spend my life with.
We picked Solomon up and were headed home when my sister gave me a surprise call from the river where she went with the BF and his family. She was really upset about something that happened and (the girl who is pretty emotionless) she was weeping. I felt aweful. She was a 4 hour drive away. We talked about us coming to get her but she decided to to stick it out...and its a good thing...because...
At midnight, Solomon woke up with his famous 104 fever. I think this is his 5th or 6th one. He has no other symptom apart from serious teething (which has been the case with all the others) and I have finally convinced all those around me that he is just a rare case that gets a high fever with teeth. it goes away in about two days...every time. Most of the time he is just listless and quiet but I think because he is a little older, he was a mess. he was just crying and crying. I felt terrible! it's the first time since, oh I don't know, somwhere around infancy, that I haven't known what I could do for him. We did baths, showers, read to him, even resulted to a 6am movie...the latter seemed to help a bit. He just seems to be so miserable that he can't sleep. I finally broke down and gave him a fever reducer (cringes...I HATE it!!!! I ran out of my homeopathic fever reducer too!!! Why oh why didn't I pick some up this week when I was at Whole Foods?!?!?) And now he is napping. Sweet little bug...he still has his sense of humor. In between meltdowns he was wispering funny little jokes and tunes to me. I couldn't believe it...such a wonderful little boy that I adore with my whole heart!!
I am so blessed. God knew exactly what I needed...I am so thankful for my boys!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
This morning was a sad one for our family. It might seen odd or bizarre that a stranger could lay such a hand on someones life, but it has happened to us many time...this is just another one of those times.
Every Sunday morning, since Will and I have been married I think, Meet The Press has been blaring in our house. Will and I follow politics (him a tad more so than I, but that's just because he is smarter!!) and Tim Russert is a hero of Wills. You just look at the man and you know he is one of those who "gets it."
Friday at 1:58pm we heard of Tim's death. I was actually listening to Dr Laura in the car and the half hourly news came and and in my car I put my hand over my mouth and started to cry. I called Will immediately and told him. He is reading a book about the neo-conservatives and had just read something Tim had said in his book. We both sat on the phone in silence...with a few wow, I can't believe this's.
Solomon runs around the house on Sunday mornings asking for "Obama Movie" which is what he calls any of Will's political shows (haha...I LOVE IT). He kept saying "Timmy" when he watched (he is a total mocking bird!!!). We cried and cried. It was just so hard so see a man so loved by so many, and REAL person, with a son and wife and tons of friends and colleagues who adored him...as we did...gone.
It's really sad for his son, for his wife and everyone who knew him...we know that our Sunday's will never be the same...and neither will political journalism/reporting.
Friday, June 13, 2008
We have a general rule in our house, that toys don't belong in our mouth (of course it is a recent rule...since he started aquiring little cars with even smaller wheels.)
Solomon gets his Curious George stuffed doll out. He begins to take all of his cars and stick them in George's mouth. Then he says, "Time Out George" runs to the counter and gets the kitchen timer, sets George in timeout, and sits there with him until the timer dings. Then when George was allowed to get up, Solomon said, "All done. Sorry!" And gave him hugs and kisses hahahaha. This is our timeout routine. We sit with him while he it there and when it is over, we talk about it, say sorry and then have hugs and kisses. Poor George was really misbehaving, because he got about 15 timeouts this morning. It was so funny...but now I know...he get's it.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Which makes me sound crazy when Will and I talk about trying for another baby soon...huh? I can hardly care for one, why are we thinking this???? :) I'm not exactly sure but I really wish we could try like, oh, tonight! I am still carrying around 25 lbs of pregnancy weight (I know I know, he's 2...I'm depressed enough about it ok?!) and I'm terrified of gaining 50-60 lbs again and already have this 25 lbs still here. I fell like it would really push my emotional fragile self esteem over the not-so-good edge. Well then that makes me upset because if we want a baby, why does there have to be stipulations (my own). We should just be able to have another baby! I don't know. I don't think I'm even making sense...another reason why waiting is probably a good idea!
Financially everything is so up in the air. We are planning on moving back to PA in January after Will graduates. It's going to cost a lot to move from CA to PA but in the long run, it will be LOTS cheaper. Then, people keep letting me know that if I were working, and putting Solomon in daycare, our financial situation would be a lot more bearable. Well I can't find a babysitter to get acupuncture done, for an hour, exactly how I am supposed to find someone to watch him while I work a full time job...hmmm...you got me!
SO many unanswered questions and I certainly am not good with the unknown...I guess I just have to be brave and trust, 2 things that I really have no idea how to do...I guess all I can do i ask for strenght and know that if I really want it, it will come.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Jesus' life is such a shining example of how to achieve a fulfilling life that is pleasing to God. Often times we get caught up in feeling "better" as if we have found "the way" to heaven. Others are just misled. This is something I grew up hearing in church...the pastor would so much utter the words, "Mormon, Jehovah's witness, Darwinist or homosexual" and the whole church would roar in laughter...as if the joke were on them, because, we "Christians" found the way...har har har poor lost souls...??? What??? Show me, where does Jesus act like this. For instance, look what John says (above). He doesn't say, "You are screwed because you are a Pharisee...!!!" He says, "Hopefully you will lose the labels, you will embrace God, open your eyes and STOP BEING THE JUDGER OF SOULS!!!!" Now THIS is something that I never heard growing up. We were always the "better" followers of God, higher, more enlightened, not a "cult" because we said we were Christians. This divisive behaviour, was not attractive to me...which is why I now happily label myself as a red-letter Christian...
The words of Jesus have become a powerful tool in my life. It's funny because my family and lots of friends that I have, get (literally) offended when I bring up the words of Jesus. They say, "Well PAUL said...blah blah blah..." As if to negate the words of Christ, the one who they have named themselves after. I have to just chuckle, because when someone is talking "in their sleep" how can you expect logic."
I know I am rambling, but I do have some points. I hope that I have made a few already.
The next part that really jolted me when reading was the part about "using religion to further political agenda." Wow, aren't we there right now. I feel very strongly about my political stand point, however, I do not look down upon others if they feel differently. We have, currently, a man who says "I am a Christian man of God" leading our country. I can't judge that...I can only look at the "fruit" to use John's words, and see if his life backs that up. So lets see, Jesus says that the most important things are to care for the poor, the orphaned, the widows, love your neighbor as yourself." Ok so, bombing Iraq...I don't see up bombing ourselves, one down. The poor, the party that he is apart of leans toward, keeping our money to ourselves, not funding health care as much as is needed (or in my opinion free health care should be available to all, but that is an entirely different blog!!!), not giving to make sure that the less fortunate are taken care of...two down. And currently, rather than caring for orphans and widows, as a country, we are creating more. Three down...so far, all I can see is...well...not much. What is our president and his party for. There is the abortion issue (which just requires you saying "I'm prolife" but no movement toward actually changing anything)...which I am extremely passionate about...but I am not just anti-abortion, I am PROLIFE, all life, not just American unborn babies lives. Then there is homosexuality. I think that we get so carried away with forcing religious beliefs down the throats of people who life in American BECAUSE of religious freedom, that we often don't know how to separate "civil rights" with spiritual beliefs. Then, there is this illegal war that America is indulging in. All I can do is quote a few verse...the Bible says it, not me.
"Put your sword back in its place," Jesus said to him, "for all who draw the sword will die by the sword."
"From the fruit of his lips a man enjoys good things, but the unfaithful have a craving for violence."
"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God."
"You have heard that it was said, 'Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.'But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also. And if someone wants to sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. If someone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you."
"But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you"
2 things: if you want the references, ask. There are tons more...but I think I made my point.
Now to kind of tie this all together. I notice that whenever I talk about this, people, at least the people in my"circle" get ancy. The feel as if because I am saying something slightly different that, perhaps they have been taught, that I am "falling away," "being influenced by new age, secular, 'worldly' things" "becoming too liberal." Well, Jesus was a good example of liberal. And I want to be one to. He wasn't conservative in anyway...especially his love, and I would have to say, I am happy to follow his example. I want to be able to be proud of my life, of my heart, and what I believe. I don't want to have to avoid certain topics just because I'm afraid that people are going to think I'm "back-sliding" "turning away" "being tolerant." I want to be tolerant. I want to teach tolerance, love, peace, selflessness to my children. I want them to know Jesus, to defend His words and to be forever grateful for his sacrifice...
To tie it all together, John paved a way, set an example. He said it was important to lose labels (be it religious, political, racial etc.) and have your eyes open, to not remove the INTENT from the Word of God, to not exonerate ourselves, but to live like Jesus, walk like Him, view the world as He did. And that my friends...is definitely where I want to be...
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I cannot wait until we get to go back!!! It was such a wonderful day. We have been talking about it ever since...Thank you God for sweet memories...
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
As I have followed Angie's story, I have been completely overwhelmed by her incredible bravery. She is so brave. I can barely find the strength to live through some of my pretty uneventful days...yet she so willingly and with so much strength, just endures, trusting that God will see her through. It has been such an example to me, of the strength that I can tap into, if I really want it.
I have been shown what an unbelievable miracle...I must pause a minute: I have always heard "the miracle of life" and believed it, I guess, but I had a baby. I didn't seem so miraculous...but now, after hearing and seeing Angie's story, and suddenly hearing many many similar ones, I cannot stop thanking God for my beautiful, healthy, wonderful-in-every-way, baby boy. He is all that I could have ever asked for (ok maybe in my perfect dream, he would have listened a little better and had a few less tantrums haha) and I am so thankful for my miracle. He is truly that...and I cannot imagine life without him.
Angie's story is a beautiful one. it is one of the hardest things I have ever "been apart of." But I truly challenge you to read her story, and share it. It requires bravery just to read it, but it will change your life. Start at the beginning...it's only been a few months, and the story deserves to be told...