911... Your Emergency, Please?

Okay, so we didn't actually call 911, but man did I want to!

Last night I learned the hard way that when something happens to your child, your heart stops until you are ASSURED that everything is going to be fine.

Our night had been pretty uneventful and normal up until about 6:30 p.m.  That's when we ventured to Corner High School's grand football stadium to watch cousin Mal Mal graduate, whom we are very proud of!  Jase enjoyed the ceremony, picking out all the airplanes that passed over, distracting everyone around us, and making people snicker.... he's always the life of the party.  

After that, we made the trek UP the hill to my parents' house.  Jase decided that he would run to catch up with Grandmommy, Pop, Cissy and Ross.  BAD IDEA.  Before I could say, "SLOW DOWN!," it happened.  Face first into the gravel.

We heard it crack and new right away it wasn't going to be a pretty sight.  Jason ran to the rescue and scooped Jase up into his arms... for a minute, we panicked.  Jase's eyes rolled back into his head a few times, and all I could think about was calling 911.  

But 3 seconds later, he was back... SCREAMING!  Blood gushing.  Luckily, I'm not a real queasy person.  All I could think about was getting him inside.  After we got him washed off, he was pretty much fine... playing carpet golf with Cissy in the bedroom.

After an hour of trying to decide what to do, I called the doc.  Of course, they said to bring him in to the dreaded Emergency Room.

It was not a very pleasant experience, but the staff was outstanding (as they have been every time we've graced the doors with our presence).  We were taken straight back to a room where we WAITED, and WAITED, and WAITED.  I think that's the worst part... not good for someone with anxiety issues. :)

After the numbing took over, and after 1 1/2 hours of Jase singing his ABC's and Twinkle Twinkle, here they came.  A doctor and a BIG guy with a papoose.

He managed to wrestle Jase into a pretzel hold, swaddle him in a sheet, and then strap him down to a board that was the length of his little body.  I've never seen such and HOPE I DON'T EVER SEE IT AGAIN!  

The whole time, Jase is yelling, "MOMMA.... HELP!!!"  Poor baby.  But I was calm, rubbing his feetsies, and telling him everything was going to be okay.

As soon as they let him up, stitches in tact, he gave me a big hug and said, "Okay."  

He sang all the way home... @ midnight.

Luckily, he's been completely back to normal today... except for his boo-boo.  He's such a big boy and a trooper.  

So that was our CRAZY night in a nutshell.  I'm sure there are many more to come... just hope they don't involve gravel, cuts, blood, papooses, stitches... well, you get the point.

OH, AND...

I MIGHT have left out the part about me being a complete BASKETCASE before we ever made it to the hospital, but hey... I'm a Mommy and I LOVE my baby boy.

"Child of my Heart"

Child of the world,

Into my heart you came - 

Bringing sun into my life,

Making family our name.

The only thing I asked for this Mother's Day....

I guess my hubby listens better than I thought.

Mother's Day... my new favorite holiday.

This Mother's Day, I realize how blessed I am... in more ways than one.  

My entire life, I have been guided by a mother who "knows everything."  Literally, she has the answer to every question, the solution to every problem, and she's "been there, done that."  I am so thankful for her
(and her advice).  

I can remember her telling me many times as a teenager, "One day, you will go without so that your children can go with."  I always knew that one day I would truly understand the meaning of that statement.  Now, I'm there.  Talk about a change in priorities.  Parenthood is the grandest and most exhilarating adventure you can ever go on... the most rewarding & enjoyable 

(and, not to mention, expensive - but it's SO worth every penny).   

Even though this day is meant to celebrate mothers, I cannot possibly go without mentioning my better half - my husband.  I would not be the mother I am without his love, companionship, and support.  He sees just how important my "job" as a mother is, and he goes out of his way to keep me "employed" here at home.  Though times get tough, we stay strong together.  Never do I hear him complain about our circumstance (and how it could be different)... he just takes care of it.  

I am so very grateful for him.  

I am also thankful for my mother-in-law.  Without her, I'm not sure where I'd be.  She gave me my best friend.  She should be very proud of her "little boy" for the father he has become.

One day, Jase will truly understand the meaning of Mother's Day, and I have one wish...

                                         

... that he will be proud to call me Mom.

Time sure does fly....

On April 23rd, Jason and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary.  It's hard for me to believe that 5 years have passed since I married my best friend.  Not only did I gain a friend for life, but a support system.  He is my better half.

So much has happened in our 5 years as husband and wife.  Little did we know that the most important blessing would come in the form of a snotty nose and spit-up galore.  But, he's BY FAR the best thing that has ever happened to us!

This same month, we celebrated Jase's 2nd birthday.  Wow.  I can't believe it.  As I was pushing Jase in his swing just a few days before his big birthday bash, my mind went back to two years ago.  I began telling Jase all about his journey here; how happy we were to finally meet him after 9 long months of waiting.  He doesn't need me to tell him how much he means to me, because he can feel it every time I tickle him, 'bear hug' him, or share an "Eskimo kiss."  It's a love that goes beyond words.  It's comforting to know that he's learning to express his love for me... and I see it grow each time he lays his head on my shoulder or climbs up in my arms and gives me a little peck on the cheek.

I decided to attempt to put into words the emotions and feelings of love and adoration that come with being a mother...

Immeasurable Love

The moment I met you I loved you.
I’ve waited my whole life for a blessing like this.
Dreaming of your precious face
And bright blue eyes.

An angel in my arms
With tiny fingers and toes,
You changed my life forever.
And for this, I am grateful.

With each day that passes,
I am reminded of the gift I have been given
And the happiness your smile brings.
You complete me.

The love in me overflows
Like flowers blooming
On a sunny, Spring day
And rainbows reaching for miles.

My heart sings of this Immeasurable Love.
 

-Mommy

I pray that one day Jase will understand his true meaning here on Earth; to be a blessing.