Being a mom has always been a dream of mine. Ever since I was a little girl playing with dolls, I always knew that I was placed on this earth to be a mom. Going through infertility and a miscarriage was devastating because I thought that my destinity may not come true. Then miraculously God saw fit to not only bless us once but twice with two special angels. I feel so blessed that I am their mother. That being said...this "occupation" is the hardest job on Earth. Someone once told me that you aren't truly a parent until you have two...I don't know if that's true, but two makes you VERY busy! Having two, especially so close in age, is definitely keeping me on my toes. There is never a dull moment...never a moment of "down time." Today for example...wake up call came at 5:30AM...not bad since Grayson had been put down to bed at 1 AM. Maybe sleeping through the night is in our future! Anyways, as I got ready to feed him, Jackson woke up. Luckily Kevin was still home (he was getting ready to leave for the station) so he went and brought Jackson down. After a bottle, Jackson went back to sleep. I was even able to fit in a 30 minute snooze. Then it was feeding time again. I forgot to close the gate to the living room, which gave Jackson free reign of the downstairs. Jackson must have woke up the second time with the "I'm going to test Mom today" attitude because TEST he did! He always seems to act out while I'm in a situation that I can't immidiately get to him. Today was no different. He has been in a phase of going through the kitchen drawers and grabbing whatever items that are in them. He knows he's not suppose to so he only does this when my attention is being directed elsewhere (cooking or on Grayson). Today he found the drawer with the knives! Luckily the knife he pulled out had the cover on the blade. I got up to go get him and he knew he was in trouble so he turned around and started to run from me. Unfortunately his forehead and the bottom edge of the drawer met. No blood...so we brushed it off and then went into the living room and closed the gate behind us. I resumed feeding Grayson. Next thing I know, Jackson is emptying the DVD cabinets, all the while saying "NO" or "Uh Oh" and looking directly at me. I waited until I was done feeding Grayson to calm down before I went over and gave Jackson my "undivided attention."
By this time, our pediatrician's office had opened so I placed a call in requesting to be seen. On Sunday, I noticed that Grayson had some sort of growth protruding from the bottom of his belly button. I called on Monday and the nurse told me to just keep an eye on it since he didn't seem to be bothered by it. She did offer to make an appointment for me then but I choose not to. My gut told me to but since the nurse didn't seem to concerned I tried not to be. Over the last few days, the growth did not go away and did seem to get a little bigger so I called again and requested to be seen. Taking the kids to the doctor is never fun...going alone is worse but you gotta do what you gotta do. After looking at Grayson, she decided that he needed to have an ultrasound done to see if his umbilical cord had formed incorrectly and had attached to his bladder. If that was the case, then we would need to go see a urologist. If everything is ok, then we go to plastics. Either way it wasn't news I wanted to hear. I'm not sure what non-praying mommas do, but this momma immediately started praying. Even as I sit and type this entry, God has given me peace about today's test. No matter what the results are, I am still blessed to have a child that is relatively healthy, not something that I've ever taken for granted since the day that he was born. I am still a little corcerned/worried about my little man...I wish my little guy didn't have to go through this...but I know that he is in good hands!
Prayer is Powerful and God will never give you more than you can't handle...two beliefs that I'm standing firm on today!
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