say it ain't so

i switched out half of Ephraim's sleepers.
i got him weighed at his 6 week appointment - which happened at 7 weeks...
& he was just over 13lbs.
The smallest of the boys :) but apparently, big enough to outgrow several of his littlest sleepers.
Have i mentioned how much i love this baby?

The past 2 nights he has slept for 9+ hours - & has woken hungry... but still smiley.
Sometimes i'm wordless - silent, staring at his little face...
Unexpected treasure he was...
Funny - the shock i felt when i found out he was coming - since now i can't remember life without him. He has become this pivotal member of our family - our precious baby - Gagey's little brother, Cairo's darling, Peyton's plaything...

& so - i folded those tiniest of sleepers,
& put them away.
& in one motion pulled out the next size that it seems to me Gagey wore yesterday & slipped them into Ephraim's drawer.

same ol'

so - after waiting 3 hours in the waiting room...

i did not get a new cast yesterday...

Nope.

He wanted to get me assessed by an orthopedic surgeon...

(Maybe this is part of what i prayed for yesterday....?)

It's an inconvenience, yes...

& boy was i ever looking forward to scratching my leg...

but it's a part of life - & i'm sure that i'll be glad to have that assessment & make sure that all is healing as it should.

In the midst of being absorbed in this one tiny body part...

i find it almost humourous -

i'm sick of blogging about it... (surely anyone who reads my blog is sick of reading about it! Sorry 'bout that!) & i think,

Surely, Father - You must have better things for me to do than to wait in waiting rooms, asking sweet friends who *also* have better things to do - to drive me around. Surely Father, you want me making a comfortable nest at home for my husband - not phoning him at work to remind him of yet another job that i am unable to do.... Surely it would be best if Ephraim's routine were not so disrupted and if my other children weren't left so much lately to their own devices. Maybe you need me to play a beautiful song for you? i'd sure love to do that... - or write a pretty blogpost that will inspire my children, should they choose to read this all someday... no? You want me here? Well then, take my heart and make it beautiful in Your eyes. Take my desire to serve my family & use it for Your Kingdom. Replace the songs i would have sung and the words i would have written - with songs and words that glorify You in this new humbled state.

In other news, my baby saw fit to give me 9 straight hours of sleep on Wednesday night. i love that smiley little guy. It's amazing how different babies will be...

i'm sure grateful for such an easygoing little person. His fussy times are few & far between - his smiley times are generous and frequent & he likes to sleep in nice long stretches.

i may just have hit the jackpot.

There is so much to be grateful for... it would be a great sadness to ignore it.

half way to who knows where...

Today i'll get this old cast exchanged for a new one. i'm gonna scratch that spot behind my knee, rub my calf & then let them put on the new one.
i'm nervous about recovery - seems i have spent so much time as of late recovering...
i forget what it feels like to be recovered.
i have been asking God lately to please restore my knee to complete health - with no residual pain & no limitations on my activities.
Healing is such a funny thing - we've talked about it a lot in my family - from my nephew's epilepsy, my niece's hormone deficiency, my sister's 4 month straight bout of illness...
& then there's our little ones who, though we begged God to let us raise them -
were taken home early...
i don't know what God thinks when i ask him for this small miracle -
complete restoration.
But i do know that He's my Father,
He loves me,
& that it's ok to run to Him, and tell Him what i long for & to ask Him for what i know He is able to give.

whassat?

i'm slow getting around these days...
& sunshine boy decided that it's time to start announcing every bodily function that has occurred, might occur, is occurring RIGHT NOW or may occur in the near or distant future.
i'm gonna be honest here & admit that Sloanie has been bearing the brunt of the potty training duress that seems to have begun. i just can't whip him up in my arms & make a run for it - so instead, at his first mention of that word, "poo?" i holler for Sloanie (who is my arms & legs) & she deals with the mess, or the wait, or the success, or the... (you get the idea).
Tuesdays though, my big 3 have violin lessons - & while i was at home with the younger 4, suddenly Gage came up behind me & suggested in a calm voice, "poo" - like he was mentioning a book he had just read - or a symphony he thought i might like...
i spied Charter & as i jumped up & grabbed my crutches & started hobbling, i told him to grab his brother & put him on the potty....
When i arrived i saw Mollen howling & pointing, "you got pooooooo on the toilet, Charter!"
& indeed, he had pulled down the pull up & without noticing it's soiled state, had obediently put his brother on the toilet.
This is when it got funny.
Mollen was completely nonchalant... like, 'Yeh, i see that poo, it's not gonna bite me, mom'll clean it up... it's kinda funny... ok, it's hilariously funny...'
Gage was a little more concerned, 'um, can someone bigger pulleeze take over this situation because this is obviously getting out of control...'
But Charter...
Sweet Charter...
He was undone.
i walked in & when he saw what he had done, he grabbed his head in his hands & cowered back by the sink, shaking in horror, squeezing his eyes shut, sounds of revulsion escaping his clenched lips. i thought for a minute he was gonna dry heave.
i sent him out & decided he's off the hook as far as helping with potty training goes.
Either he can't take it...
or he's an evil genius who discovered how to escape the worst job ever...
Whatever it is, i say he earned his freedom.

what kind of a friend...

What kind of a friend gives you a fabric remnant because she knows you love it & you might wanna use it for something?

like perhaps covering your black vinyl piano bench...

Or something like that....

i like friends like that...