It was a ROUGH week. Reese was in the emergency room TWICE. She’s never been that sick. I don’t think I have worried about her like that since she was 2lbs and in the NICU. It was scary to say the least. Thankfully she is recovering well and is her happy healthy self for the most part. Her appetite and energy aren’t quite back to normal yet, but they are getting there. So needless to say I pretty much abandoned our normal way of life this past week. It’s honestly all a big blur now. Being gone last weekend didn’t help either. I can’t tell you how many times I had to ask what day of the week it was. I was so LOST! But I can’t let a week like this pass without mentioning our VILLAGE. The friends and family who ALWAYS have our back. Their love and support are the REAL DEAL and we are blessed to walk through life when them. They make tough times easier and good times even better. The seasons we have shared with them have weaved into a lifetime of memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything. I honestly couldn’t be more thankful for these beautiful souls!
So, I guess there is only one thing left to do now that things have gone back to normal around here. OK fine, OUR normal. HA!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get back to your regularly scheduled programming!!!
We are home from our trip and Reese has developed a cough. Thankfully with no fever. I never sleep well but when I think Reese is getting sick, I sleep even worse. She woke up before 6 am this morning and I quickly scooped her up and put her in bed with me hoping she would be able to fall back to sleep and get some extra rest. She did! But I basically laid there the whole time listening to her little lungs and trying to diagnose her. I have to say that I was pretty worried. I didn’t like how she sounded and I decided that I was taking her to the doctor as soon as possible. Reese woke up 2 hours later and she immediately worried me even more! She looked at me and seemed a little confused. She also didn’t say her sweet “good morning” like she always does. My immediate thoughts were that she is so sick and delirious from traveling that she doesn’t know who I am or where she is!
Um … nope. I’m just a little kooky sometimes.
She smiled at me and screamed “MOMMY, DISNEYLAND”! A few days ago while we were on our trip she asked if we could go to Disneyland. I told her that we were too far away but that when got home we would go. I guess she is right, we ARE home. But I felt a trip to Urgent Care, although not as fun, was a far better choice.
On the car ride over Reese pointed out the exit to Disneyland and let me know when she saw the Matterhorn. She was honestly cracking me up at this point. This child WANTS to go to Disneyland! I told her that we had to see what the doctor said about her cough before we could go again. She wasn’t happy about that but luckily the doctor felt Reese was just dealing with a possible case of sinusitis. Nothing like pneumonia or bronchitis. THANK GOD. She wrote her a prescription just in case Reese’s symptoms worsened over the next 24-48 hours. As we left the doctor’s office Reese looked up at me and asked, “Disneyland?” Needless to say my silly daughter feels fine, regardless of how she sounds. But I certainly wasn’t taking any chances.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you JUST MAKE SURE!!!
To those parents who have successfully gone before me in the way of having teenagers who drive … GOD LOVE YOU MY BRAVE WARRIORS. This is no joking matter. It’s quite possibly the worst parenting rite of passage I’ve experienced thus far. It’s the first time I’ve ever wondered if my child is trying to kill me. Or make me pee my pants. Either way, I am finding no joy in this. None.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t terrified!!!
Reese has a bit of a cold. It’s hardly anything but then last night she started coughing. Not a horrible cough but it kept her up and restless for about 2 hours. I’m not sure about other parents but once a cough enters the picture, I freak out. Honestly Reese doesn’t even have a fever and last night you would have thought I had lost my mind. I ended up sleeping the rest of the night with her in her bed, jumping at her every movement and checking her countless times to see if she had a fever. Perhaps I’m suffering from a little PTSD from all her sick months prior to her tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy last March. That was such a rough time! But she has been so healthy since then, it’s such a blessing! In the midst of acting like a crazy woman last night, I realized that I really do need to calm the heck down. Good lordy.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get over it!!!
G3 is a junior in high school and this week we began our 2016 College Tour Palooza. Today we visited two more universities, California State University, Channel Island and Pepperdine. It was a long day and we are all on a bit of information overload. G3 is very cautious and is extremely thoughtful in his decision making. He is interested in three areas of study: economics, political science and physics. He is also playing with the idea of law school. And we know that ALL of this can change when he wakes up in the morning, HA!
I’ll be honest, requiring children as young as 16, which he is, to pick a field they will work in for … the … rest … of … their … lives … is almost cruel. And it is not something that G3 has taken lightly. Despite his father and I telling him that he can’t possibly do irreparable harm to his education by switching majors, he is still very worried that he will make a “mistake”. Poor kid!
Sadly, the time has come when we MUST consider where he will go to college after he graduates from high school next year. We are using the three majors he is currently interested in as a guide to which colleges we will consider. Ideally we will find colleges that offer all three majors, but we will settle for colleges that have at least two of the three. This way he can switch majors without too much difficulty, if he finds he likes one more than the other.
So this week we began easing him into college hunting. And I am happy to report that it has gone as well as a mom could hope. After three college visits (we visited California State University, Fullerton the other day) his anxiety is fading. He is becoming more comfortable just being on a college campus. He is more confident and the conversations about choosing his future school seem less overwhelming to him. He is finally seeing that being young is his time to consider all his options. To evolve into what feels right. And that changing his course or direction is acceptable. Even if he does it once. Twice. Maybe even three times. He understands that it’s OK to not have all the answers right now, and learning that eventually they will come. As reluctant as G3 was to start this whole process, this evening he turned to me and said, “This was a good day.”
Yep, he’s getting there … and I couldn’t be prouder.
Well, I hope you all had a day where you started to enjoy figuring it out!!!