Ugh...(forgive the long post)

I need one of two favors:
1) put me in a coma until I feel better. Or...
2) remove my head and return it to me after it has drained and the pressure is gone. (this may take some time)

Yesterday, I couldn't take the pain any longer. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head. My head throbbed with every heartbeat, and I was functioning on about 2 hours of restless sleep. Luckily my merciful doctor agreed to see me after I whined to the receptionist that I probably have a sinus infection and I pregnant and can't take any medication. (Sudafed wasn't cutting it). The doctor took one look in my nose and said "you poor girl." And I started to cry. As if I didn't look attractive enough with the dark circles under my eyes and bright red Rudolph nose, I had to add the blotchy puffy face too. Nice.

I had been fighting with a cold for 3 or 4 weeks. It was mostly bad in the mornings, when the congestion would irritate my already heightened gag reflex and make me kneel at the porcelain throne every morning. It's funny, but except for two weeks early on I haven't felt nauseous, but have been puking my guts out every morning. On days I work, I have to set my alarm 30 minutes earlier than usual to allow for my morning gag. I feel for the women who have to do this their entire pregnancy. Not fun.

On Monday at work a weird alarm went off. I thought it was a severe weather drill and started to head to the cafeteria to wait it out. Managers started running through yelling "Get out of the building! Evacuate!" The thirty or so people from our area and the WROC went to our meeting spot between the fuel island and the main gas line and were told there was a bomb threat. That's just where you want to be standing in the event of an explosion, right? Cops, fire engines, bomb sniffing dogs from the airport all started to show up. They had to search the entire 1.25 million square foot facility by hand. The cops from out of town suited up in bullet proof vests, bomb helmets, face masks and carried M-16's. Then they realised they wouldn't know what would look out of place and asked the managers (dressed in shirt sleeves and gym shoes) to escort them. I found that ironic. Needless to say the search went on for close to 3 hours. Most people got a little sunburn fro waiting outside, but me? I had to try not to visibly shiver while waiting it out. I think thats what pushed the cold over the edge. By Monday night I definitely wasnt feeling too hot. Maybe I should file for workers comp? Haha. Tuesday morning wasn't so great, but by the afternoon I could pretty much function - as long as I had my box of Puffs nearby.

Wednesday was my OB appointment. My mom had offered to go in with me to help keep tabs on Menzie. I was glad she did because the vibration in the car reverberated in my skull and I thankfully handed my car keys over to her. Aren't moms great?

At the appointment the nurse worriedly questioned me on my weight loss (I'm now down 7 pounds, although I'm not seeing it coming off. Note to body: if I continue to lose weight, can you take it from my thighs?) I told the doctor about my sinus problems and he said he'd rather not give me an antibiotic yet, and thought that adult dimetap works great. Ugh. On the way home I stopped at the pharmacy looking for dimetap. Of course I can't find it and have to track down help. I'm told that they no longer make it because it can be used to make meth. Great. I ask the pharmacist if she can recommend anything else, and all I get is a suggestion on Sudafed. The same drug that hasn't helped for 3 weeks. Grr.

That brings me to the appointment with my doctor yesterday who kindly prescribed a z-pac AND told me I could take Musinex D to help clear things out! Hallelujah! He also wanted to put me on an anti-naseua medication, but I declined insisting I wasn't naseuas, I just gag on the crud at the back of my throat. (sorry for the description) He asked that I miss work ALL weekend and Monday. I am hoping that I feel better after Saturday to go back in, though. We'll see.

In good news, I am moving around some today, which is a HUGE improvement. I've got to be careful to move my head slowly or I get dizzy or die from the pressure. AND I have felt well enough to type this. I think I am afraid to stop typing for fear I will revert back to the old feelings once I stop. So, again I appollogize for the long winded post but, it did make me feel better! Thanks!

Grandpa busts a.... move?

Randy was asked to dance with the Jazz Dancers last night. It was a father daughter dance where the dads dressed up like thugs. Pretty funny! It turned out well though, and the crowd seemed to like it. Here's my favorite shot of my father-in-law:

Of course we had to go and support Randy and Ashli. Cris and I had bought tickets, but at the last minute decided to be brave and take little Mickey too. Unfortunately, we had to buy her her own ticket - but it was nice they let us exchange ours for an area that had three seats together. She LOVED cheering and would clap every time the crowd would cheer. We taught her thumbs up and thumbs down signs, and she loved it. Here's a shot of her enjoying the game:

The stunt team gave her a tattooo and printed her picture on a Jazz montage keepsake. Then, one of the Jazz photographers took her picture for Fan of the Game. Click here to see it. She loved all of the attention and told everyone she saw "Hi! Go Jazz!" So cute.

Half time was a hard wait for her. She was getting tired and grew impatient. Unfortunately she didnt recover during the third quarter so we had to sneak out a little early. As soon as she got in the car, her head slumped over and she was out like a light. Big day for my little girl.

I'll be posting more pictures from the night on our family website later tonight.

Easter Pics

Here's some pictures from the camping trip Cris, McKenzie and the rest of the Madsen family took over Easter weekend. Looks like fun, so I am glad they went. But, I can't describe how much I missed them!

Grandpa posed her in the old outhouse.

She was so excited to fly model rockets! She had been practicing her countdown to blastoff!

Riding the 4-wheeler with Bob

Getting ready for target shooting.

Hiding from the target shooting

Playing cards in the trailer with Grandma

Gifts from the Easter Bunny

Dressed up and ready to find eggs in the desert.

My day

Here's a recap of how my alone day went.

• 12:35 am - phone rings. I panic thinking somethings wrong with my daughter. Wrong number
• 1:30 am - cant go back to sleep, wondering about McKenzie
• ??? (before dawn) - I wake up, but insist I use this as an opportunity to sleep in
• 7:30 am - get out of bed, tired of trying to sleep in
• 7:45 - watch a few minutes of the Today show
• 8:00 - Feeling peppy and motivated! Alternate between dejunking/organizing our home office & my scrapbook supplies and advancing the laundry. I got A LOT done! Wahoo!
• 11:45 - realize I haven't eaten. Go to make a snack, start to feel morning sickness. Fight the feeling because I WILL NOT BE SICK ON MY SPECIAL DAY!
• 11:50 - after pulling every muscle in my stomach resisting the urge, I finally give up and go puke. Argh!
• 12:30 - Clean kitchen (now sparkling!) and turn on my irobot to clean the floors
• 1:00 - Get dressed, hair done, make up and head out of the house to run errands: bank, car wash, Wal-Mart, Jiffy Lube. Jiffy Lube wasn't feeling so Jiffy, so I ran across the street to Apollo Burger for fries to waste a few minutes
• 2:30 - Come back to a clean house and basque in the glory of my accomplishments for the day. Realize Cris hasn't packed a bag for him to go camping. Debate on whether I should do it, or let him be late. Give in and pack.
• 3:30 - Cris comes home, grabs his bag, gives me a kiss and heads out. Starting to feel lonely.
• 4:00 - I've been waiting all week to have time to scrapbook. Get out the newly organized supplies and start scrapping! Finish one two page layout. Quickly lose motivation and inspiration. Back is starting to hurt. Plop down in front of the tv
• 4:45 - start to feel drowsy. Refuse to waste the day napping! Go to the computer to finish some put of computer work. Get distracted by bejeweled 2.
• 6:00 - dinner while trying more scrapbooking. Finsihed two more 2 page layouts.
• 8:00 - thinking I should finish the last few loads of laundry or pick up the scrapbook supplies all over the kitchen table. No motivation. Head to the computer for a distraction.

So, there was some success. And there was some wasted time too. Maybe that's what I needed?Either way, my back is killing me! A hot tub is calling my name. Adios!

Okay, I take it back

I just completed two successful rounds of therapy to help me through my issues: One with my friend, Dyson, while I vacuumed the stairs and my bedroom. And the second with my buddy Soft Scrub in the shower. I'm physically tired from lugging the vacuum around and my arm hurts from scrubbing the crap out of the shower stall. All in all, I feel good! I got something accomplished and the shakes are gone. And I'm regretting what I said about not doing anything nice. So, I'll do some nice things - just nothing involving tractor trailers! Fair enough?

I talked to Cris on his way home from work. After my lecture in safe driving habits and admonishing me to never drive in Salt Lake again (that's how he shows he cares. Unfortunately, I don't think he is capable of first saying "Oh my gosh! That must have been scary! Are you okay? He goes straight to "how can I fix this" mode. Men!), he decided to take me out to dinner. Just the two of us! Kids menu? No thank you!

Speaking of being kid free: I got to scrub the shower without worrying about little hands playing in the chemicals and drinking from the cleaner bottle! AND I got to vacuum the stairs without shutting the safety gate or worrying about someone tipping the vacuum down to crush themselves! Who knows? Just to be a rebel, I might keep the safety gate open all night - just because I can! Ha! We'll see how I feel when I don't get to tuck her into bed tonight - that will be the test! (Sob, sob!)

I'm never doing anything nice again...

All of my family, including Cris and McKenzie are going camping this weekend. I need to save my vacation time for other events through the year, so I will be working. I'm a little sad to think about missing all of the fun: the Easter egg hunts, the 4-wheeler riding and the rocket launching, but I am glad that even if I cant go, Cris and McKenzie still get to have some fun! (Although Cris is really bothered that I will be missing McKenzie hunt eggs. He's almost cancelled the trip several times just because of that. I think it's sweet, but GO HAVE SOME FUN!)

My parents decided to head down today, and asked to take McKenzie with them. Cris is working overtime today, and will be heading out for the campsite after his usual shift tomorrow. What does that mean? I am home alone! For TWO days! Oh, the power!

After seeing everyone off this afternoon I jumped in the car, opened up the sunroof, and cranked the music on LOUD! (Do you know how long it's been since I've done that?) I didnt have to listen to "Elmo Goes Potty" on DVD or sing along to the "Wheels on the Bus"! However, when I passed by a train on 201 I started to point it out to the non-existant toddler in the backseat before catching myself. Whoops!

I was excited with my new found freedom and decided to do a little shoe shopping to celebrate. (Here's where the story gets interesting) I pulled into Jordan Landing, and noticed a Wal-Mart truck trying to turn left out of the store parking lot. There were no cars coming in the oposite direction, so, being the nice person I am, I stopped and let him turn while I waited. As he pulled out, I recognized him as one of my drivers. I waved, he recognized me and waved back. Then he tried to run me over!

I noticed he was taking the corner a little sharp. I started to wonder if he was going to hit me. Then, I knew he was! AHHH! I womped on the horn and started to sweat. The rear tires of the trailer were going to come right over my hood! The drivers side of my hood was under the trailer and the tires were just about to run up over the passenger side bumper. The horn is still blaring (seems like this went on for 10 or 20 minutes, but it was probably only 10 seconds) and I am beginning to realize he's taking it sharp enough the tires are going to come over the hood and on top of me!

Finally, he realizes what's happening and locks the brakes up. The tires were maybe an inch from my car. Maybe. But now we are stuck. I can't go forward, or back, and he's definately not moving anywhere. Sluggishly the cars behind me begin to back up, and I remove my car from under his trailer. Somewhere after that point I started breathing again. As far as the shaking, I'm still not done and it all happened over two hours ago. I feel like a little chihuahua!

I make it over to the shoe store. Go inside and grab a shoe, and notice my hands are shaking enough to cause a scene. So, I jump back in the car and go directly home. So much for my outing, huh? Next time, buddy, you may be stuck waiting to make your turn for an hour. I'm done!

Maybe it's a good thing I don't go back to work until Saturday?

Peterson Easter Party

Each year Grandma Dona hosts a big Easter party for all of the grandkids. It's always one of my favorite get-togethers. We hold it the Sunday before Easter, so everyone has more free time to spend with the family. We eat, play games and just enjoy each others company. This year Grandma made vegetable beef soup for lunch. Yum! Here's some pics from lunch:

Jessica and Scott

Sheleese and Kylee. (Sheleese and her husband are expecting their first baby in June!)

Olivia and her daddy, Brandon

Mitch

Later, Grandma put together an Easter Egg hunt. Because it had snowed the day before, we had the hunts inside (upstairs for the kids, and downstairs for the adults). The kids got all sorts of candy, toys and games. And the adults got things like flashlights, baking pans, candles and other goodies.

Mr. Broadie

I dont know if she is excited by this monster sucker or what?

Following tradition, we drug everyone outside for the big silly string fight

The silly string was making Devin gag. That made him an even bigger target. Haha!

McKenzie did NOT like the silly string!

The kids had a great time playing together. (McKenzie played great with Broadie, Mitch and especially Olivia. It's the first year she's been old enough to understand how to play with her 2nd cousins. Yay!) I wish I would have got pictures of her playing with the balloon with Broadie and playing follow the leader with Olivia. So cute!

What a fun afternoon! Thanks Grandma Dona!

Snap Shots

Top 75 Billboard Hits of 1999

Here is how it works: Go to Pop Culture Madness and scroll down to where it lists the decades of Billboard Hits. Then click on the year that you turned 18. Copy and paste the list of 75 hits into Notepad BEFORE you paste it into blogger, so it will remove the formatting. Then you BOLD the songs that you liked when you were 18 and strikout (or fade out) the ones you didn't like or know.

1. All Star - Smash Mouth (Loved this song when it came out)
2. Man! I Feel Like A Woman - Shania Twain
3. Mambo No. 5 - Lou Bega
4. I Need To Know - Marc Anthony
5. Smooth - Santana (with Rob Thomas)
6. Livin La Vita Loca - Ricky Martin
7. Canned Heat - Jamiroquai
8. Believe - Cher
9. Summergirls - LFO
10. We Like To Party! - Venga Boys
11. Crush - Dave Matthews Band
12. Last Kiss - Pearl Jam (I have this song on a favorites playlist, still!)
13. What's My Age Again? - Blink 182
14. Changes - 2 Pac
15. My Name Is... - Eminem
16. Cup Of Life - Ricky Martin
17. (You Drive Me) Crazy - Britney Spears
18. All The Small Things - Blink 182
19. I Will Remember You - Sarah McLachlan
20. Someday - Sugar Ray
21. Genie In a Bottle - Christina Aguilera
22. Why Don't You Get A Job? - The Offspring
23. Miami - Will Smith
24. Have You Ever? - Brandy
25. Shake Your Bon Bon - Ricky Martin
26. Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom! - Venga Boys
27. That Don't Impress Me Much - Shania Twain
28. Back At One - Brian McKnight
29. ...Baby One More Time - Britney Spears
30. Every Morning - Sugar Ray (This reminds me of my brother - he loved Sugar Ray
31. Slide - Goo Goo Dolls
32. Blue - Eiffel 65 (It was easy to get this song stuck in your head)
33. No Scrubs - TLC
34. Angel - Sarah McLachlan
35. My Own Worst Enemy - Lit
36. Back That Azz Up - Juvenile
37. Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys
38. Pretty Fly For A White Guy - the Offspring (Reminds me of Mock Trial trips and Wilkins Woodruff & Avi Smith)
39. Out of My Head - Fastball
40. I Knew I Loved You - Savage Garden
41. Bills Bills Bills - Destiny's Child
42. I Do (Cherish You) - 98 Degrees (98°)
43. She's All I Ever Had - Ricky Martin
44. Cowboy - Kid Rock
45. Bailamos - Enrique Iglesias
46. Got Your Money - Dirty Old Bastard (Reminds me of driving in Anni's old blue truck)
47. Unpretty - TLC
48. Back 2 Good - Matchbox 20 (reminds me of Mindy Sutton, I borrowed this CD from her and really didnt want to give it back!)
49. Hard Knock Life - Jay-Z
50. everybody's free (To Wear Sunscreen) - Baz Luhrmann (This was the theme of the year - come on!
51. She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy - Kenny Chesney
52. When You Believe - Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston
53. Can I Get A... - Jay Z Featuring Amil & JA Rule
54. I Could Not Ask For More - Edwin McCain
55. I Wanna Love You Forever - Jessica Simpson
56. Steal My Sunshine - Len
57. You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins (Tarzan soundtrack)
58. Never There - Cake
59. Anywhere - 112
60 Come On Over - Shania Twain
61. Girl on TV - LFO
62. Vivrant Thing - Nas
63. If You had My Love - Jennifer Lopez
64. Holla Holla - Ja Rule
65. Angel of Mine - Monica
66. Strong Enough - Cher

67. Nookie - Limp Bizkit

68. It's All Been Done - Barenaked Ladies (LOVED BNL!)
69. Jumper - Third Eye Blind
70. Special - Garbage (Saw them in Concert with Blink 182.)
71. (God Must Have Spent) A Little More Time On You - *NSYNC
72. American Woman - Lennie Kravitz
73. C'est La Vie - B*Witched
74. Unsent - Alanis Morissette
75. Fly Away - Lenny Kravitz

Wow, crazy high school times. Oh, the memories! LOL

Analytics

Just for fun, I have been using Google Analytics to see how many people see my blog each day. It's neat to see that somehow people from all over the world are stopping by to read what I have written. Well, its a little creepy when you think about it, too, but it's mostly neat. LOL!


One of the neat features is you can see how people found your blog. I get a lot of people linking to my blog from my other blogging buddies, especially Amy, Sharon and Leann. It's a great way to meet up with people we knew back in the day. What really surprised me is the number of people who found my blog from a google search. Wanna know what they typed in to find me? Here it is: "Really Gross Pictures" I am not lying. Umm, yeah.


I guess it started when Cris was injured at work several months ago. (He had severe second degree burns from stepping off of a ladder into a bucket of boiling hot water someone had set at the bottom rung. Nice, huh?) I kept updates on Cris and posted all of his nasty pictures. One of those postings happened to be titled "Really Gross Pictures" because, honestly, they were nasty! Apparantly there are some nasty people out there who have nothing better to do than search for really gross pictures online. What's up with that?

A Good Movie For A Rainy Night

I had been teasing my brother, Bob, about constantly bailing out me anytime we had plans to do something together. Today he finally got his revenge. He roped me into seeing The Eye, a movie I had no desire to see. I'm not much of a scary movie person. It's not that I have nightmares or get overly frightened, I just think scary movies are silly. Most are almost humorously over-dramatic and very predictable. But because I couldnt tell him 'no' after teasing him for the same thing, I trudged along. Rainstorm and all.

The movie was a thriller type based on a creepy concept - the main character is blind and has a cornea transplant to regain vision. However, she sees spirits and visions of the sights her eyes saw before they were donated to her. (hard to explain, sorry! Just click on the link above - the professionals do a much better job at this type of thing!)

I actually got involved in the movie, and just as a creepy creature jumped out and startled me, my brother grabbed my knee making me jump three feet out of my seat. Later in the movie, the main character is riding in a car when a "figure" on fire jumps out and throws himself against the window. I jumped and gasped so loud, the entire theater (okay, all of the 10 other people in there) turned around and laughed at me. Yeah, that was fun. Especially when the movie was over, the lights came on, and several people looked over at me and snickered. Yeah, I felt cool.

All in all it was a good movie. Better than expected, especially for a 'scary' movie. It was a creepy concept and definately startled me a few times. So, if you are a little jumpy like me, go embarass yourself like I did. It's a real confidence builder! ;) Thanks, Bob!

Meet Boy

My sister, Malory, got engaged last month. I have been waiting for some official pictures of the couple and the ring to post, but there have been some computer problems. (Mal's hard drive crashed. Yes, Leann, it was a Dell, too. Mal's fiance had bought a new laptop about 2 months ago, but on a road trip, the car they were in hit a bump, the trunk flew open, and the laptop went sailing. Three cars carefully avoided hitting it, but the fourth knicked a corner and sent it crashing into the other lane where it met a certain and painful death. Let's just hope this doesnt set the tone for their marriage? LOL!)

So, instead of official pictures, I retrieved this from my archives. It's a picture of Malory and Devin a few weeks before Christmas.

A little background: Our family met Devin a few weeks before he left on his mission. My mom teased Devin into writing Malory while he was serving in California. They wrote steadily ever since. I think Devin has been home for about 6 months, so he's right on RM pace for engagement! LOL! It actually feels funny typing Devins name, because I have always called him "Boy". I told him that Mal didnt keep boyfriends long enough for me to bother learning his name. What do I know? Our family ruthlessly teases Boy, who is a great sport. But, he shouldn't worry too much, teasing is our sign of acceptance.

A date hasn't been set yet, but, regardless, welcome to the family, Boy!

At the park

My mom and I had to run some errands in Salt Lake today. We promised McKenzie some fun, so we swung by Liberty Park. She had so much fun feeding bread to the geese. They were even gentle enough to take the food right from McKenzie's hand, which was a huge treat! After the bread was gone, I told asked her to stand by a tree for a picture - but afterwards she wanted to stand by more and more trees for more snapshots. If I hadnt scooped her up and taken her away after several funny poses, she'd be content if we were still there moving from tree to tree for more pictures! What a nut!


We also had fun playing on the park equipment there. I thought she would be delighted with the HUGE slide, but she was more interested in the swings. Go figure!

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Strange, but true

So, I am sure a lot of you do not know that we have a cat in our house. It's something that I have resisted blogging about, because, honestly I am not a fan of this cat. We've never bonded, so the cat is pretty much an annoyance that jumps from under the bed and chews on my toes at inopportune times. However, McKenzie loves the cat, and the cat does show considerable patience putting up with a 2 year old. My sister smuggled the cat to college and had to dump it off here when she was busted for rule breaking. Lucky me. Anyway, I figured spreading my feelings about this animal in a public domain may not be a smart move. I stuck by that gut feeling, until now. I have a story that I cant resist sharing. But first, you need to know that this demon cat has the ability to open drawers. I am not lying, I have seen it. And it freaks me out a little. It learned by opening the side table drawer we keep some cat toys in. The cat drags the toys out and carries them to me like a dog, and looks up expectantly wanting to play. I think this is the cats only redeeming quality. Now for the story:

Sunday I came home sick from work. My head was pounding and I thought I was going to die. Before crawling into bed, I made a pit stop in our master bathroom. Demon cat followed me and didnt want to leave. I shut the cat in the bathroom, thinking "at least I can sleep without demon cat chewing on my nose!" and drifted off for an 8 hour nap. When I woke up, I remembered about the cat, and tried to let him out of the bathroom. The door would not open. The cat had opened the vanity drawers, blocking the entrance door from opening. I considered this fix 'man territory' and alerted Cris of his duty. He was not so thrilled. He tried yard sticks, screw drivers, a long plastic pole thingy, and even made the ends sticky so they would get a better grip and hopefully shut the drawers. Nothing worked. The hinges were on the inside of the bathroom, as well as the screws to the door knob. Cris was sufficiently ticked off and gave up after 2 and half hours. I pushed a little food and water under the door for the cat and went back to bed, dreaming of the mess I would have to clean up in the bathroom the next day.

I tried again in the morning, still with no luck. But when Cris got home from work, I had an idea. I sent him outside to cut a small hole in the window screen (the window is too small to fit us in. However we did think about dropping McKenzie in to shut the drawers, but worried she'd get distracted and we'd have a bigger emergency on our hands. Can you imagine?) Luckily the window opened, and through the hole he inserted a long pole-like contraption to shut the drawers. It worked like a charm, but can you imagine what the neighbors were thinking? It kinda reminded me of the episode of friends when they use their pole to poke ugly naked guy across the alley. Had I been feeling better, I would have been out there documenting the journey with some priceless photos. Oh well, it still makes for a good story.

Seven Years

Cris and I were joking about being old the other day. He's getting a few gray hairs, and its starting to bother him. Me? I'm getting the crows feet around my eyes, something a Madsen offspring has no hopes of avoiding. Of course we know we aren't old yet, but we've noticed that we are moving that direction. Cris especially doesn't like the feeling. I guess its that time of year to reflect on the time that has passed, since our Anniversary was yesterday, March 10. We've been married seven years! I can't comprehend it! In celebration here are a few pictures to remind me how young we used to be. No baby weight that may never be worked off and no gray hairs. Oh how time flies! (Of course these are scanned pictures - digital was just coming out back in the day, and no one I knew was rich enough to afford a "filmless camera"! Haha! ....well, I take that back. There was a snotty freshman when I was in high school who's dad bought a $1500 1MP camera that saved the images on a floppy disk. That was pretty cool!)

I've been sick with a nasty cold all weekend, so we didnt get to do any celebrating last night (although, I did get a text message from Cris while he was at work asking if I was better and wishing me a happy anniversary. Oh, so romantic! Too bad I was deep in a comatose state and didnt get it until after he got home!). I'm starting to feel a little better, so maybe we'll find a sitter and go to PF Changs for a nice dinner one of these days to make up for it. Who knows, maybe I will convince him to take me to a movie, too? Whatever we do, I am ready for a date - its been a while. Cold, go away! I'm ready to go out! :)

Baby Bach

McKenzie was feeling better last night. She sat at the piano and made up her own song. It was so cute, Cris and I couldnt stop smiling. I got a small snipet of it on video. She's kinda got the "blind pianist" head bob thing going, huh? Funny girl!

Being a mom

McKenzie was up all night sick. She had a stuffy nose and couldnt sleep. Her cheeks are bright red and dry, and her teeth are hurting her, again. (Would it be wrong to take an exacto blade and cut the gums away from those irriating molars? lol!) We spent most of this morning cuddling, something I rarely get from my squirmy little girl, and I loved every minute of it. I hate knowing that she is sick, but with the buckets of nose drippings also come special gifts of cuddles and loves that make my heart melt. It's days like today when I really feel like a mom. I know that simple tasks of turning on the humidifier, tickling her back, or rubbing vap-o-rub on her chest aren't difficult to do, but when I see her relax and and finally look content I feel like I did something important. I may not have gotten my big plans accomplished for the day, but I consider it a success. The kitchen is clean, dinner is in the fridge ready for the oven tonight, and my little girl is taking a much needed nap. So here I sit, feeling content with warmth in my chest, feeling like I made a difference. And suddenly this song comes on the radio. Since I became a mother it's lyrics have held a special place in my heart, and in some silly way, I consider it my song. Ahhh... contentment!