Life...

Life can be hard sometimes. We don't always know how or why but there has to be a plan for each of us. Our family recently suffered a loss that we hadn't even shared yet. We were going to be blessed with twins in January. However, they were not meant to come to our family at this time. We are sad but know that we still have each other and that means SO MUCH. We are incredibly grateful for our loving family and friends who supported us through this time. Thank you for blessing our lives with your love and support. We appreciate all you do!

"Mom, my headache hurts"

I love my boys! They are wonderful. However, I do not love all the climbing, jumping, and playing that ends in diaster. One such example would be yesterday evening... Jonah was at Marissa and Becca's for the day while I was working. I had just gotten off work and was headed to 4th grade parent orientation at the middle school. (For Kierstin next year - 5th grade.) I called to check on the boys and Noah answered the phone. I hear Marissa in the background telling him not to say anything. At this point my mom radar is on overdrive. She says, "hello" and I say, "what is wrong?" She then proceeeds to tell me how Jonah was standing in the recliner and flipped it over backwards thus hitting the back of his head on the wall and then the coffee table. I immediately changed my course and headed back to get Jonah. Marissa said the goose egg on his head was "really" big and that he was acting funny. OH GREAT! When I arrived I discovered the goose egg was as big as my fist and he was sort of in a daze. He didn't even want to come to me, he just wanted Rissa. So, off to the ER we went. When we pulled into the parking lot at the hospital he says to me, "Mom, my headache hurts." I told him we were going to see a doctor and they would help him feel better. The place was pretty empty so we were triaged pretty fast. I have never gotten in a room so fast except for with an asthma attack. We were told to change him into a gown for CT and the doctor would be in. By this time Jonah had started reacting a little and was beginning to talk to me and interact with the nurses. The ER doctor decided the CT wasn't necessary but that he did indeed have a concussion. No bikes, no jumping, or anything that requires balance for a week. How exactly do you stop a 2 year old was doing those things? All in all he is doing well. He did however wake up this morning saying, "Mom, my headache hurts."