Monday, April 21, 2008

...and two days later...

I realize looking at my last blog entry that two days after that post was another ER visit for Will, with the added bonus of an overnight stay at Children's Mercy. More breathing treatments and a night on oxygen. He's officially diagnosed with Mild Intermittent Asthma. I couldn't describe it better. Anyway, its back to chaos around here. What in the world are his triggers? A little of everything it seems. We continue with the NAET treatments, and keep our albuterol, and flovent inhalers handy.

Its like I have two different Wills. I spend too much time knocking my head against the wall trying to figure out if its my bad parenting, some food or environmental allergy, boredom, or what. Of course, Will could say its like he has two different mothers - Good Mommy and Evil Mommy. I can't take his craziness sometimes and I don't handle it well. No gentle discipline awards being given out in this house anytime soon.

Goodness in my life:

I got to attend my friend's blessingway this weekend and it was such a touching experience. We pampered her by brushing her hair, massaging her feet and arms, singing songs, giving blessings and henna tatto-ing her belly. Lots of fun as I thought about my two recent favorite reads: The Red Tent, and The Queenmaker.

I got to hold a really, really fat baby and smell that baby smell and touch that baby skin. But no babies for me right now.

My house if fairly clean.

I'm going to put some seeds in the ground tomorrow.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Where are we?

Will earned his first dollar for doing his chores. The excitement of that waned a bit after the first week or so, but he does a good job of taking care of the house these days.


Jack in his regular attire. Either this, or a pirate outfit. Argh! Or mommy's pretty white slip. : )

Growing. Living. Happy. So happy these days. Love all around.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Calendar of the Soul

[February 17, 2008 - February 23, 2008]

Forty-sixth Week

The world is threatening to stun
The inborn forces of my soul;
Now, memory, come forth
From spirit depths, enkindling light;
Invigorate my inward sight
Which only by the strength of will
Is able to sustain itself.