Friday, January 31, 2014
All Natural Disinfecting and Cleaning Spray!
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Refreshingly Easy Non-Dairy Organic Fruit Sorbet
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Inconvenient Moments
A few weeks ago I found myself getting super annoyed at my daughter. She will be 4 in three weeks and for the last 6 months she has had some unusual requests....
"Mommy, can you feed me like a baby?"
"Mommy, can you carry me to bed like a baby?"
"I just need you to hold my hands." (Always asked while she is going #2)
She always seems to ask these things right when I am in the middle of trying to do something, like eating dinner. Part of me wanted to yell, "I just want to finish a meal when all of my food is still actually hot!" and then it dawned on me.... how much longer is she she going to ask me to do things like this? How long until she is pushing me out of the bathroom so she can have some privacy while she uses it? How much longer will I be strong enough to actually carry her like a baby? And do I want to miss the last time I get to feed her bites of a meal because I was so selfish?
We get moments in life with our kids. I will always have my daughter, but at the end of my life on earth I will look back on moments with her. From her first breath to my last, our relationship will transition from her needing me to do everything for her, to her wanting me to do things for her, to me wanting her to want me to do things with her, to me wanting her to do things for me and finally to her doing everything for me. We get moments with our kids. Just moments. And I want to enjoy during and look back on every moment knowing that I lived and loved to the fullest.
So now I answer her silly (and and usually inconvenient) requests with, "I would love to!" And in all truth I do.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Zoo Trip
On our way home from church this morning Gabriella asked if we could go to the zoo. We didn't have any other plans, I was feeling better and we have an annual membership so off we went!
The walrus was pressing his face right up against the glass underwater so it was super fun to get right up close to him.
Gabriella realling wanted to see the "buffalos" aka Oomingmak and then she wanted to take a picture of them to send to gramma.
There are stroller and wheelchair ramps in the zoo but the stairs are quicker. Xander thought it was hilarious the way daddy carried him up the stairs.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Focus and Hope
Today was an interesting day for me and I am heading to bed feeling very contemplative.
It all started yesterday at 5pm. I had to drink a GALLON, yes a gallon, of prescription colon cleanser to prep for the colonoscopy I had this morning. This was my 3rd time doing a "colon cleanse" and was by far the worst! Before I even started the drink (which tasted like the salt water I garggle with a sore throat) I was defeated mentally. I just knew that I wouldn't be able to finish it. The first 3 hours were awful. It didn't work like it was supposed to and I got incredibly sick with "rare" side effects from it. I am so thankful for my sister in law and my friend who were untraumatized by my graphic text messages asking for prayer and about what was happening.
Things finally started working right. After spend a good two hours chatting back with a friend, who truly is the best friend ever, I was laughing, calmed down, relaxed and feeling God's incredible prescence of peace.
Matt got me dropped off at the Outpatient Surgery Center and headed to go keep the kids occupied. The nurses were all very nice, the doctor reminded me of my grampa and the phlebotomist got my IV started on the first try (the first time ever). I was feeling very calm but could feel my anxiety level starting to rise.
They wheeled me into the surgical room and my heart started racing. They were getting everything ready and I was just lying there on the table watching. I kept trying to focus on Jesus, something I always do. But nothing. It was like my mind was scattered. A secular song was running through my head and as much as I tried to cover over it with worship songs I couldn't. I began to pray in tongues in my head as the Medical Assistant strapped the mouth guard/guide for the endoscopy on my mouth, I was still fully awake and conscious, no sedative or medication had been given to me yet. That's when I lost it.
When I came to in the recovery area my face was crusted with dried tears. I had horrible memories of the procedures, memories that I was supposed to have been medication to sleep through. I was in pain, squirming on the table in pain, crying, and trying to talk but I couldn't. It is the most horrible set of memories that I have.
What happened? It is so odd to me that I lost focus spiritually. God is my rock. He is the one thing that I have always, ALWAYS clung to and looked towards. When I miscarried our twins in June I didn't hear from God for 3 days. But even during that time I never lost focus of looking and searching for Him.
I'm not mad at God. I don't feel abandoned or betrayed. I don't feel alone. I just feel baffled. This morning is like a big mystery to me.
I had a hard time understanding and accepting the results they found. I have a history of Ulcerative colitis and was expecting to hear it was back and that I possibly had some damaged esophagus lining from so much acid reflux over the years. To hear that they found an ulcer on my tonsil (seriously, is that even possible?), that I had a stomach polyp (which they removed and sent to the lab), and that I had a hiatal hernia (which is why I have so much trouble swallowing) was a toal shocker. Then they found no ulcers or signs of colitis in my intestines, but took a bunch of biopsies was the final straw. I started bawling, asking them to call my husband. I have been in so much discomfort and pain that it was hard to hear they still didn't know what was causing the intestinal troubles.
Now that I am home and lying in bed, I just feel lost. I have a horrid scratch on the back of my throat and every swallow feels like razor blades. The lump in my throat makes me almost gag when I lie down and the burning in my stomach is awful. I have spent the day between falling asleep (I got no sleep last night) and crying and doing research. I am exhausted and worn out. As Bilbo Baggins would say, "I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter over too much bread."
Pain wears on us. Discouragement wears on us. The Bible says that hope deferred makes the heart sick. It is true. In this trying time, as I look down the road at many more dr appointments, specialists and procedures; it is so important that I don't lose hope. "But now, LORD, what do I look for? My hope is in You." (Ps 39:7)
I may lose my focus, and my body may fail; but I will NOT lose my hope. "I remain confident in this, I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living." (Ps. 27:13).
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Birthday Fun
Matt came home at lunch (which isn't terribly uncommon). The VERY uncommon thing was when I asked him if he would like me to make him some lunch and he replied, "Nah, I'm not really hungry."
A few minutes later he headed into the living room and I heard the front door open. Then I heard nothing. I sent Gabriella into the living room (I was in the kitchen) to see what daddy was up to and still heard nothing. Then Matt called, "Emily, you have a birthday present out here. " I headed into the living room expecting a package from Mom or something, but I saw..... Jill, April and Naomi all standing there!! AAAAHHHHH!!!
I couldn't believe it!!! A few minutes later my cousin Nicole arrived too and we were off on a birthday surprise!!
We went and got some Pho for lunch...