Monday, December 31, 2018
The baby has been ill so we have seen little of him or his parents this week. An ear infection was diagnosed today and we pray treatment takes hold prior to their flight home.
Oldest daughters requested massages to cope with headaches and found instant relief. If it weren't for the impact I fear it would have on my physical health, I would invest in massage therapy school as I believe in healing touch. I instead make the most of the trust others place in me when they need relaxation.
New year's resolutions have been loosely drawn; intentional dates with my husband, bedtime stories returning for Kate and Ty and daily stretching in hopes of reducing nightly muscle aches are sketched into my planner. Lofty goals of reigning in my diet and adding workouts are also on the agenda but relationships take first priority. A photography course starts next week for both personal and professional development as I am eager to grow and be stretched out of my comfort zone.
We won't wait on any balls to drop as 2019 will arrive whether we are watching or not. Sleep takes priority after such a full day; as it does every year.
Sunday, December 30, 2018
The day after Christmas, both Kate and Ty had physicals. Kate's tumor required X-rays to monitor it's growth. It has grown minimally since August and still requires no additional testing. As a side note, she is five foot three and a half inches tall. This delights her. Lauren and I are both five feet four inches and she has her heart set on passing us soon. After visiting the pediatrician's office, the hospital for xrays and then for the perfect trifecta, the grocery store, Kate woke with pink eye 24 hours later. Of course she did.
The energy in the house has made a 180 degree turn. There is noise, a locker room type odor and a lot of hugs as he keeps telling us he loves us. We have missed him.
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Stockings were stuffed with treasures I located over the course of the year and each child was gifted with one package. Santa updated some board games and grandparents were each acknowledged with a simple offering. However, Erin went a little crazy buying gifts for her cat. This is our celebration as I attempt to balance the reason for the season with childhood wonder. But in truth, I have my eye set on a mountain cabin getaway next year with uncomplicated meals and less commercialism. Whereas we gather and laugh and enjoy one another, we also wear out the woman who spends weeks preparing. In the end, her people would be just as happy with pizza delivery and perhaps more so if it means she gets to join in the relaxing portion of the day together.
A Christmas morning walk for Greg and I was followed by a doorframe repair because tomorrow is large trash pick up and we weren't sure how involved this repair would turn out to be; practical outweighing festivities. The blessing in this? Christmas decorations remained safely intact while I was distracted. My twenty year tradition of wiping away all the madness by noon Christmas Day has been broken.
Our grandson fell ill over night, Santa missing the memo on a healthy boy for celebrating. And his exhausted parents are worried. Every mother has rocked her child and prayed and I wonder how differently Mary felt toward Jesus, knowing he was the son of God. Is it reasonable to then believe he would be protected from stomach bugs?
When the kids bring a new friend around the entire family, they either fit in or run scared. I think Cody fit in.....