What started out as a way to assist someone in my life so they could be there for their kids turned into a life changing event in my life. With this change came giving up a job I had for 12 years and was making great money. I was never home. I worked and average of 72 hours a week. My hubby had all the late night duties and most weekends with the kids. I was missing so much. Today I thank GOD for all those changes and blessings.

Then the adventure of getting the kids baptized which really took me almost two years. Form the time I was told they would be my children I tried to plan but I hit one wall after another.

I want to write something profound here to match what I’m feeling… but the words just don’t want to come out. I feel so blessed to have the kids and I want the world to know. How do I say it without taking away from the wonderful feeling it leaves in my heart every time I write the date. And I’ve written the date at least 50 times already today and I will many more times before the day is out.

So this Friday night I was really ready to see his stuff. He did a great job along with the rest of his team. He plays U9 (under 9 years old) so they are still learning.

Since his team was playing so well, during the last half (yes half) the coach had the boys practice passing before scoring. It was hard since they all wanted to score the goal themselves but I think they learned that they can score as a team.
Way to go team!

Missing a day in their busy little lives can seem like missing a lifetime.

Baby A had a nasty cold with green running out of what seemed like every orifice; eyes and all. The pediatrician said she will be fine just give her this medication. This is our third child. We know green stuff will inevitably spurt out of every opening conceivable; we know the doctor will prescribe medication and we know they will work. We are confident we could do this in our sleep.

But a week later -on Friday night- we noticed little spots that looked like ant or mosquito bites. Saturday morning she had more, so I started to wonder about them. At nap time her body was red all over and really red in the inner thigh and stomach. When she got up it was even worse, so I rubbed benadryl gel on her. Where ever I touched her with the cream was almost back to normal, so we decided to take her to urgent care.

We drove to the West Kendall office and the place was crawling with people. There were no empty seats and little available oxygen to breathe. My hubby said let’s go to the Doral office, so off we went. It was practically empty, thank God.

During check in she got her hand stuck in the door. She’d placed her little palm against the cool glass while watching people walk up to the door. The next thing we know the door is moving and A, being 16 months old, does not move her hand. Ouch! So I’m having a cow and glaring at daddy who was supposed to be watching her.

Of course she had an allergic reaction to the antibiotics and after they gave her something it went away for the most part. Sunday she had more spots appear, but after giving her more benadryl she was better. However this morning she had more again so daddy took her to the doctor. So I sit and worry and wait to see what Doc will have to say.

What will I worry about when the kids are grown?

EDIT:
Since she was at UC when the door tried to eat her hand they took x-rays. I was in a different part of the building while daddy went with her and I had to go find them because I could hear her screaming. It broke my heart but we found no damage was done to her precious little hand.
Don’t want social services showing up at the door because my blog post didn’t update correctly! LOL!

Baby A is going to be fine. She did have a reaction to the meds but the Urgent Care Center did not give her enough of another med to make it go away for good… so five more days at most of waiting to see her beautiful un-speckled skin.

We have so much to be thankful for, but the biggie today is modern medicine!

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My twenty year high school reunion is this summer and I don’t know if I want to go; I went to my ten and I felt so out of place. This time around my life has been blessed in more ways then I can count. I have a husband who I and celebrating our up and coming 9th wedding anniversary. Three wonderful children. And my own business. I want to share that with them. Actually I want to share that news with the world. I love my family. My dad and step mom and mother in law included. I can’t forget Bree my k-9 sister. LOL.

We talked at lunch about how different our lives were and still are. Who we would like to see or even better hope they remember us. At my ten year reunion I was disappointed because there was a couple (Yes they got married ) who had made a impact on my life back in school and they had no clue who I was. There are people I went to junior high with that I would love to find and say HI to as well.

The dilemma continues: Do I go or not? LOL