HELP ME!

So our wonderfully planned Valentines Day was crushed! Instead of a wonderful evening at The Melting Pot, and a quite night without either of my children, I got my little one at home, my son at my in-laws, and a husband in the hospital.

My husband came into the bathroom while I was getting ready for school and was in serious pain. So he called his mother and she took him out to the VA. He arrived at the VA at 7:30, where they had determined by 10 that his IBS was acting up. Around 11 he went for CT scan and then an ultra sound was done at about 2:30. That is when they determined it was actually his Gallbladder. He ended up waiting for a room till 9:30 last night. He had not ate all day, actually he had not ate since around 4 pm on Sunday. He went in today (Tuesday the 15th) and had his lovely Gallbladder taken out.

Now I love my husband but as most of us know, men are like babies when they get sick. I already have a 4 year old and 5 month old, I do not need another child on my hands! Especially one that can talk, walk, and complain every 5 seconds. I really need more than one me in this house.

I wish

I WISH

1. My son and daughter would stop growing and let me enjoy them, the way they are.
2. I had my best friend back on Earth. (Not that C isn't great I just really miss Halley)
3. I could be a stay at home mom.
4. The weekend wasn't only two nights and two days.
5. I could get a full nights sleep.
6. I was not a single parent Wednesday night-Monday morning.
7. All things were secure already for next year.
8. I had friends where I taught or at least where I live.
9. The world was a perfect place.
10. Everyone could get along.
11. Stay at the school where I teach.
12. Lived closer to my family.
13. Got a small two hour break on the weekends, just every once in a while.
14. Lastly that I didn't always feel grr or blah!

Wow...

This past Friday I celebrated my son turning 4 years old. Its hard to believe that he was four months old when he came into my life and now he is already 4. Where has the time gone?

Gabriel at 8 months old

Gabriel at 4 years old.

Hopefully this little man will stay little forever and always!



So much going on...so little time

My last few days have flown by...

Tuesday: My Papa Doc went to work out then ended up at the hospital. They found a blood clot in his leg above his knee. They broke up the blood clot on Tuesday then on Wednesday found out why his flood clot formed. Just so happens that the stint that was put in back in fall 2008 fractured. They replaced the stint and he was able to come home on Friday. He is in a lot of pain, and if you know my Papa Doc he never takes meds; well now he has to because the pain is so bad. I pray that he heals quickly, and stops hurting.

This week with Zoe I have tried my best to find a way to help her sleep through the night. I have yet to find a solution to this problem; however, she is slowly sleeping more. Monday she woke up at least four times. Tuesday she woke up 3 times and Wednesday she woke up 3 times. On Thursday she woke up twice and Friday she woke up once. So hopefully this is the beginning of something beautiful!

My daughter has also began to do this...