Friday, January 15, 2016
Yesterday I celebrated my 38th year on this earth. I am not sure how that it is possible that I am only two years away from 40, but that is where I find myself. Every birthday I cannot help but spend most of the day reflecting on all of the good things that God has filled my life with over the previous years. When I think about birthdays I always think about the friends that I have been in my life. Every year the Monday after my birthday is the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday. I could not remember what year the tradition started, but I believe it was 4th or 5th grade, I would have a huge slumber party on the Sunday night before the holiday. This tradition continued until my senior year of high school. Our house would be packed with girls from school and church. We would have my mom's famous homemade pizza, cake, ice cream, and anything else my mom thought someone might want. The night would be filled with silly games in the hallway, making cheer pyramids in the kitchen, staying up all night, laughing until is hurt, one night was spent videoing and documenting the entire night (I think it was my junior or senior year), and making memories that I still think about today. During my college years my birthdays were spent with my college friends, roommates, prayer group, Jeremy and his family and others that were in my life during those years. After we got married we still had friends, but things changed and since college I really have not spent too many birthdays celebrating with friends.Our first year in Chicago Jeremy did buy me a plane ticket and I flew to Kansas City to see my dear friend over the three day weekend. Most of our married life we have not had many friends that were couples and where we were both friends with that couple. Most of our married life has been made up of his group of friends and my group of friends and they rarely mixed. We have been praying for several years that God would give us some good friends that we were living life with on a regular basis. We have made some great friends in the city over the last few years, but our lives do not really overlap and it is just hard to get together on a regular basis. About 8 months ago we started building some relationships with several families and as they celebrated with me last night I was almost overcome with emotion as I think about how gracious God has been to bring these families into our lives. For the first time in a long time I felt like my birthday was complete because I shared it with my friends.
I really did have a wonderful day. It started the night before when my family gave me my new soft and warm robe to wear. They had already given me my slippers after my fall on Sunday since the slippers (weird name for those now that I am writing it out) had better soles and would help me from slipping. (Shouldn't they be called non-slippers). Jeremy also informed me that he would be going into school late so he could take the kids to school so I could sleep in! Best present ever! I did not sleep in as long as I would have liked because my certain puppy is pretty set in her routine. If I didn't have to get up and use the restroom I probably would have slept later because Minnie only gets up when I get up, but once I am up she is ready to start her routine. The fact that I didn't have to get ready right away or drive across town to the school was the best part of the deal anyway. I was overwhelmed by the calls, texts, and FB messages! I loved seeing that some were from family and friends that have known me since the day I was born, those that knew me during elementary school, high school, college, adulthood, and so many that have come into my life just this past year. It was a joy to think about each person that wrote a message and to thank God for placing each of those people in my life and has in someway shaped me into the person I am today. I talked on the phone with my mom and dad, had a Starbucks date with Samuel as we waited for the girls to get finished with their after school program, Face Time with my sister and my birthday buddy Betsy, supper at Longhorn steakhouse (even though one of the employees dropped backwards hitting his head on the floor because he was having a seizure right in front of us. He seemed to be okay when the ambulance came, but it was so scary), we then went to our friend's house (which was a surprise) and there were several families there to celebrate with me with cake and ice cream and trick candles :), the night ended with sweet cuddles from my puppy and me drifting off to sleep so blessed and thankful for the Lord's favor in my life.
Unfortunately, my sweet dreams were interrupted at 3:00 this morning by Jeremy telling me that poor Chloe had thrown up in her bed. I felt bad because she had been calling for me and I had not heard her :(. Since moving in this house I sleep good almost every night. Since the kids are older and do not call for me in the night too often my mommy radar has been turned down significantly. Jeremy heard her and he cleaned up the worst of it. I got her in the bath to get her cleaned up. I then had to blow dry her hair because she was so cold. The worse part is that she tried to clean it up herself and in doing so made a huge trail of nastiness. We had to wipe down doorknobs, light switches, and make sure we got all the towels she used to try and clean it up. About 4 AM we got her cleaned up. I made her and I beds on the couches in the basement (much easier clean-up if she got sick again) and tried to get a few more hours of sleep before it was time to get up and take the other two to school. She has not thrown up any more and this morning she was acting her usual self. She was using her garbage can as a drum around 6:15 this morning and trying to convince Minnie that God loved her (loved the dog). I went to the store to get her some Sprite and Ginger Ale and she is resting right now. She is looking a little green again and said her stomach is hurting. Praying she feels better soon, no more vomit (or at least until Jeremy gets home), and that nobody else picks up whatever this is.
I did not take any pictures yesterday, but these are the verses that were on my heart yesterday,
I really did have a wonderful day. It started the night before when my family gave me my new soft and warm robe to wear. They had already given me my slippers after my fall on Sunday since the slippers (weird name for those now that I am writing it out) had better soles and would help me from slipping. (Shouldn't they be called non-slippers). Jeremy also informed me that he would be going into school late so he could take the kids to school so I could sleep in! Best present ever! I did not sleep in as long as I would have liked because my certain puppy is pretty set in her routine. If I didn't have to get up and use the restroom I probably would have slept later because Minnie only gets up when I get up, but once I am up she is ready to start her routine. The fact that I didn't have to get ready right away or drive across town to the school was the best part of the deal anyway. I was overwhelmed by the calls, texts, and FB messages! I loved seeing that some were from family and friends that have known me since the day I was born, those that knew me during elementary school, high school, college, adulthood, and so many that have come into my life just this past year. It was a joy to think about each person that wrote a message and to thank God for placing each of those people in my life and has in someway shaped me into the person I am today. I talked on the phone with my mom and dad, had a Starbucks date with Samuel as we waited for the girls to get finished with their after school program, Face Time with my sister and my birthday buddy Betsy, supper at Longhorn steakhouse (even though one of the employees dropped backwards hitting his head on the floor because he was having a seizure right in front of us. He seemed to be okay when the ambulance came, but it was so scary), we then went to our friend's house (which was a surprise) and there were several families there to celebrate with me with cake and ice cream and trick candles :), the night ended with sweet cuddles from my puppy and me drifting off to sleep so blessed and thankful for the Lord's favor in my life.
Unfortunately, my sweet dreams were interrupted at 3:00 this morning by Jeremy telling me that poor Chloe had thrown up in her bed. I felt bad because she had been calling for me and I had not heard her :(. Since moving in this house I sleep good almost every night. Since the kids are older and do not call for me in the night too often my mommy radar has been turned down significantly. Jeremy heard her and he cleaned up the worst of it. I got her in the bath to get her cleaned up. I then had to blow dry her hair because she was so cold. The worse part is that she tried to clean it up herself and in doing so made a huge trail of nastiness. We had to wipe down doorknobs, light switches, and make sure we got all the towels she used to try and clean it up. About 4 AM we got her cleaned up. I made her and I beds on the couches in the basement (much easier clean-up if she got sick again) and tried to get a few more hours of sleep before it was time to get up and take the other two to school. She has not thrown up any more and this morning she was acting her usual self. She was using her garbage can as a drum around 6:15 this morning and trying to convince Minnie that God loved her (loved the dog). I went to the store to get her some Sprite and Ginger Ale and she is resting right now. She is looking a little green again and said her stomach is hurting. Praying she feels better soon, no more vomit (or at least until Jeremy gets home), and that nobody else picks up whatever this is.
I did not take any pictures yesterday, but these are the verses that were on my heart yesterday,
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