Just a quick update. As yesterday went on I knew that I needed some help with the kids. I was feeling horrible and I knew I could not keep up with the girls. I also knew that the last thing I needed was to be up and down all night so I called our dear friend and she came and got the girls. The girls stayed the night with her family and I got about 12 hours of sleep. It was so nice. When I woke up this morning I did feel better. The girls came home about noon and I thought I would go exercise. I got to the car and I looked at my throat in the mirror (it felt weird) and I was horrified and what it looked like. I have had strep many times and my throat never looked as bad as it did today. So instead of Curves I went to the doctor, and yes it is strep. The doctor even made a face when she looked at my throat so it was bad. I got some medicine and came home. When I got home Jeremy headed out to the doctor. We may need to be quarantined. It is just really hard keeping up with three kids when you feel so bad and Sam for some reason is really trying my very thin patience tonight. The kids are playing in the tent right now and we are going to watch a movie when Jeremy gets home. We are hoping the movie settles them down. Thanks again for all of your prayers!
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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