Oh, Sleep!!!
The littlest miracle slept from 8:30 pm ’til 1:30 a.m. This, my dears, is a RECORD so far!! Happy Sunny Sunday!!
The littlest miracle slept from 8:30 pm ’til 1:30 a.m. This, my dears, is a RECORD so far!! Happy Sunny Sunday!!
Accepting imperfection is a challenge. Embracing it is mastery. And living with this many men helped me with both 😉 The sun finally came through on Auntie Erin’s 24th birthday. So to celebrate Spring, we loaded up the wild boys, braved the mud, and even managed to run into our (I’M AN AUNT!!!) niece and […]
It’s a victory for our little miracle…so far. I’m pretty sure Round 2 of Marshall’s open heart surgery will be sooner than not. His oxygen saturations have been all over the place the past few days. And I’m confident it’s not the pulse oximeter. I’ve already been in touch with Boston so we know […]
I’m putting Tristen to bed and he mentions “My birthday is soon. And I will be ten this year. You know what this means?” I know, of course. He has had his heart set on a Old English Sheepdog since he was three. And I have been promising for years to get him a pup […]
Marshall (except for a few ounces) has doubled his weight since we brought him home two months ago TODAY!! So THANKFUL!!!!
As I was taking photos of our little miracle this a.m., tragedy struck hard. My old sweet Katie (who has been here for me for nearly 14 years) took a turn for the worst. She passed in my arms at 10:26 a.m. I’m so thankful for the fourteen years we had. And so completely sad. […]
There is a story behind this one…but you will have to wait for Marshall’s book !!
Both when I heard Mark’s story from his mama, Maggie, the night before they left Boston and when I read it here just now… I’m saving the story of meeting Maggie for Marshall’s book. You see, Mark’s heart is nearly the same as Marshall’s. And we met him on the floor of 8 East. Thinking […]
Photo proof that past night was a bit rough. Michael forgot his coffee when he left for work. An oopsie only the really sleep deprived know all too well. The hours between midnight and 6:30 a.m. are a blur of Marshall’s screams, feeds, and exhaustion. Darn shots. (And gas didn’t help either.) The good news […]
Marshall’s lungs are c-l-e-a-r. His doctor is impressed that he kicked the RSV as quickly as he did. I explained “It’s because he’s a superhero!”