
I am wearing my "It's Not Easy Being Queazy" shirt today. That's what the shirt says. It has a tiny hole in the belly and thanks to my marker loving child, a black mark on it. It is my grundge/feeling-awful shirt. I do have to say the nauseau and vomitting have been a LOT better this time but not enough to make me reconsider the surgery. Two kids, boy and girl, as one lady told me when I told her what I was having, you have a million dollar family. I agree and why spend more than you have to? Besides, You are essentially out of commission, when you're this sick, for a year. That's a long time to have dishes pile up, and junk on the floor that never seems to quite come up, plus the messes that a two year makes . . . yeah, two kids, that's a nice number! But that's not why I'm blogging. I'm blogging because I wanted to tell you something, well, if anyone out there reads this. . . for those of you who might, Abby did the absolutely sweetest thing the other day. We were having breakfast for dinner, you know, pancakes, bacon, and eggs. My mom used to do that and it was always one of my favorite dinners so I get to do it now. Abby was up in her high chair eating and she looked over at me and said, "Mommy, is yummy!" and just like that continued eating! It was just so sweet. It's like the first time she told me when I put her to bed in a real sweet voice, "Momma, love you". It's those little moments that touch your heart that make you realize that permanent marker on the tan carpet is not TOO bad. We have truly been blessed with a sweet little girl. God is so good to us! I thought I'd post a picture of when she was first born. My she has changed, she's a lot cuter now. I do have to say though, when I first saw her I was amazed at how ugly she was NOT. I thought she would be a lot uglier than she was. I know you think it's horrible for a mother to say that but honestly new borns are NOT pretty when they first came out and noone informed me they would come out looking like swamp thing with all that white stuff all over them. But after they washed her off and brought her to me I was amazed. She was not that bad looking! Now she's cute and sweet. What more could a mother want . . . I'm going to stop right there!