When it comes to my personal life, I always wonder how much to share on my blog. Do you keep it all professional, light and happy or do you share the real happenings of you life, including the ups and downs....this is what I ponder. I'm still not sure where that line is but as this last week has been overwhelmingly about my personal life, and I've been so silent here, I'm going to share a little.
Last weekend we had to take my son Isaiah to the ER. It's been a rough winter for us sickness-wise. We seem to have caught just about every bug that flies through but this last month has been especially rough. Last week he caught yet another strain of the flu that has been meandering it's way through. Kids are amazing when they're sick - they can have a fever and still be bouncing off the walls. They can be sick and still want to be outside, running and playing like the day will never end. So, I knew he was really sick when all he did was lay on me. Literally. All day. And cry miserably. Just this sad, pitiful little cry.
He was continually sick and unable to hold anything down...as the day progressed we began to worry about dehydration and eventually, by 11pm that night, after speaking to an on-call doctor, we decided to take him to the ER.
He is better...still sick but seemingly on the upside of it. Hannah, his twin has unfortunately, but inevitably, caught what he had and is now in the throws of it, feeling miserably sick like he was last weekend.
My 3 year old is home sick as well with a cold and just about ready to scale the walls.
This has been our week, a really hard one to say the very least. I've been nurse, pillow, laundry maid, butler and housecleaner during the day and wife and photographer at night...editing and placing orders late into the evening hours. Wednesday I was supposed to leave for Alabama to meet up with a group of photog friends to attend a workshop together but obviously, there was no way I could leave my babies when they are so sick and so sad...
So, today is Hannah and Isaiah's 2nd Birthday. We will more than likely spend the day camping out around the house - again - but I am - even exhaustingly so - glad to be here with my babies. This might not be the perfect birthday and they might not understand the significance of today, but I do. And someday we will even laugh over this birthday, over how we made pillow piles in the family room and pretended we were scaling "green rocks" as my 3 year old says, or how we watched Cars for the 100th time (literally) and caught up on every pre-recorded episode of The Wiggles for the past 7 months, or how we pretended Pedialyte Popsicles were "treats" and how mom had to, every so often, hide in the pantry for a time-out (sanity break).
Last weekend we had to take my son Isaiah to the ER. It's been a rough winter for us sickness-wise. We seem to have caught just about every bug that flies through but this last month has been especially rough. Last week he caught yet another strain of the flu that has been meandering it's way through. Kids are amazing when they're sick - they can have a fever and still be bouncing off the walls. They can be sick and still want to be outside, running and playing like the day will never end. So, I knew he was really sick when all he did was lay on me. Literally. All day. And cry miserably. Just this sad, pitiful little cry.
He was continually sick and unable to hold anything down...as the day progressed we began to worry about dehydration and eventually, by 11pm that night, after speaking to an on-call doctor, we decided to take him to the ER.
He is better...still sick but seemingly on the upside of it. Hannah, his twin has unfortunately, but inevitably, caught what he had and is now in the throws of it, feeling miserably sick like he was last weekend.
My 3 year old is home sick as well with a cold and just about ready to scale the walls.
This has been our week, a really hard one to say the very least. I've been nurse, pillow, laundry maid, butler and housecleaner during the day and wife and photographer at night...editing and placing orders late into the evening hours. Wednesday I was supposed to leave for Alabama to meet up with a group of photog friends to attend a workshop together but obviously, there was no way I could leave my babies when they are so sick and so sad...
So, today is Hannah and Isaiah's 2nd Birthday. We will more than likely spend the day camping out around the house - again - but I am - even exhaustingly so - glad to be here with my babies. This might not be the perfect birthday and they might not understand the significance of today, but I do. And someday we will even laugh over this birthday, over how we made pillow piles in the family room and pretended we were scaling "green rocks" as my 3 year old says, or how we watched Cars for the 100th time (literally) and caught up on every pre-recorded episode of The Wiggles for the past 7 months, or how we pretended Pedialyte Popsicles were "treats" and how mom had to, every so often, hide in the pantry for a time-out (sanity break).
In any case, here are a few recent pictures of my birthday bebies-
Happy Birthday I & H!!!
3 comments:
I hate that they've been so sick... I hope they are truly on the upside and able to enjoy at least a taste of their birthday cake!!! And WOW - they have grown SO MUCH all of a sudden!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY I & H!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, H & I!!!
What a gifted writer you are Laura. You express yourself so perfectly in words and images ! Happy Birthday to your beautiful babies :)
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