Feeling Blessed

Well somedays go much much better than others. My husband has been gone for 2 days and nights, which around here feels like an eternity. When this happens I find myself easily losing my perspective...aka Mom gets crabby! Tonight while I was trying for the 18th time to give everyone medicine, get them to go to the bathroom, get pj's on and let the dogs out, I found myself once again getting really frustrated. I am the queen of order. While this suits me well for many things, going with the flow is not one of them.

In the moment I really just wanted a nanny, a drink, and a big piece of chocolate...and bed. However, since there was no one knocking on my door to fulfill my every desire I continued on. Giving orders, giving medicine, and hurrying everyone along. I was on a mission and would NOT get sidetracked! I happened to glance at my youngest son and saw what I thought looked like a small lump on his armpit. Talk about a stop in your tracks moment. I attempted to palpate it and he started laughing really hard. I was furious...I didn't want to alarm him...but I was freaking out! Finally, after about 10 - 15 minutes I got the bright idea to check his other side and to check his older brothers armpits....all identical! HOORAY...and yes, I really DO have a nursing degree! After reflecting on my night I gained a little perspective. Yes, everyone needs to go to bed at a reasonable hour and yes, they all need their medicine, but it's better to let them go to bed later knowing you love and appreciate them and feel what a wonderful blessing each of them are! So, here's to taking time to squeeze and pray with/for all my babies even when Dad is not home.

Finally trying again.

Well hello world! As some of you may know, I started this blog a long time ago and only posted one "blog." Why you might ask. Well, we were tied up with attorneys and mediators and back and forth garbage for quite some time. I did not want to add more fuel to the fire, so I decided to ride out the wave without fanfare and start over...which brings me here.

We are almost at the end of mediation, feeling pretty good mind you, when the mediator switches what was meant to be a restriction for "theo", and turns it into a restriction for both sides. Not fair right? Nope! Well pretty much nothing in child custody battles are fair at least not when you are going through them. I hope and believe that truth and justice will prevail in the end...but I'm starting to think that the end is a very sketchy very long distant time from now. It doesn't really help me with the here and now. Anxiously awaiting a time in our lives without the drama of theo and all that entails....

Hoping to write more very soon!