Slave work :)

First off I want to say that Love Boy went to the doctor and his numbers are up!   YES!!!!!!!!!!   Now, he can go to school and I hope we can get back to some normal schedule.   I will miss him during the day...

So, today I slaved.   I made homemade lasagna.   I used to make it all the time, but my hubby taught me how to make spaghetti sauce.   Hence, I then used that for the lasagna.   This morning I got up, made breakfast and then made the meat for the sauce.   That sauce simmered in the crock pot all day and then I took that sauce and made the lasagna.   Yep....homemade sauce for my homemade lasagna.   I have to say..it kicked ass.

I am now waiting for the blueberry pie to cool.   Yes, I made a pie too!   So, today I slaved in the kitchen.   Why?  I love to cook.   I have been so worried about Love Boy that I really have not been able to cook like I wanted.   Good news means good food I guess!   I had to practice the pie anyway for I am entering that in the state fair.   I sure hope I win!

My point is...we all have things that mess up our routine.   Things will work out and you will be able to do your version of 'slave work' soon!

Love, Michele

P.S.  Thanks to my hubby for making coffee.  I said that I did not want any, but he knew better and made some anyway.   I love you!

Honey Bunny and her purse

I normally hang my purse up so no children can reach. Honey Bunny had a pee pee issue and we had to run to the potty as soon as we got home the other day. I threw my purse on the floor in her room.   What was I thinking!?!?!?   My purse all alone at the mercy of the children!!

As I worked the kitchen, Honey Bunny came to me with a wad of paper.   She stated she needed it for 'her purse'.   I asked where she got it and she stated my purse!   I then realized my purse was alone and ran back there to save it.  The only thing taken out was the bunch of reciepts that I had in there.   Not my chapstick, not my wallet, not my phone, but my trash!   I checked the reciepts to make sure nothing important and let her have them.    She proudly put them in her purse and was so happy to be like her momma.

What lesson did I teach her?  Not really sure except hang on to reciepts for a little while for you might need them?   I do think the saying of "one person's trash is another person's treasure" is appropriate for this story.  She treasured my trash!  :)

Love, Michele

Hunt for Blue bunny...

I have a shelf right above Love Boy's changing area. I have some stuffed animals on there and he has GOT to have them. There is a blue bunny up there and I simply will not let him have it. For the Juris peeps out there, that bunny was from my office....   There is no reason why I will not let him have it except that I taped it down so it would not fall.  I think I really want just one little stuffed animal up there to look nice.  :)

So, he gets all the other stuffed animals...green bunny, puppy, Titans mascot, etc....but he is not getting that blue bunny.  I have to say that he is determined to get that bunny! He reaches. He grunts. He fusses. He has yet to give up!

Keep trying Love Boy...you will get that blue bunny some day!  I will cave to your sassiness!   :)

Love, Momma

Here we go!

I decided to take some time to write out some of my thoughts. Not really sure anyone will care or even want to read. However, I hope this helps someone smile. You gotta smile once in a while!



So, my Love Boy has ITP. You can look that up. It is long and is scary sounding. To sum it up, he has low platelets. Why? We just do not know. This started a month ago and we just keep going and checking each week. He is out of daycare for the threat of hitting his head is high and well...he can bleed. He bruises just by looking at him...not really, but I swear he can! It is very scary. :(

I have to go to Vandy's Children's hospital. I go to hematology/oncology and I really was not expecting what I saw. All these children were sick. They were getting treatment and it was the infusion center. O.K. I was NOT expecting this. My baby does not have cancer, but all these children did. They were missing hair or swollen or so ill they could not even walk. As I stared at these sweet children, I realized there was no sadness. I wanted to cry my eyes out, but no one was sad? I am amazed by these children and their strength. I am amazed by their parents and their strength. I have learned from them in just these few weeks.

One of those lessons happened today that made me to be amazed by these children even more. I have a cold and I surely did not want to make anyone sick! So for the blood work check, I wore a mask. As I focused on Love Boy another little boy stared at 'me'. I kind of felt uncomfortable for I really wanted to look back, but he had no hair and ....it was just uncomfortable. I walked by him as his stare was intense and I finally made eye contact. With such concern on his face he said, "Are you o.k.?" Am I O.K.?!?! I wanted to ask him 1000 questions if he were o.k., what was wrong with him, etc... This little boy had so much going on in his life and he asked 'me' if I were o.k.? For this visit, I stood out in the waiting area. People stared at me. This sweet little guy was worried about me. I assured him I was and that I simply had a cold. He was pleased with my answer. :)

I understand why I was uncomfortable. I want to know if those children are o.k.? In reality, some are not but they are trying to beat their illness. To that little boy, thank you for your strength. God Bless you and I pray you beat your illness and I will not have to see you again for no more treatment will be needed.

Love,
Michele