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oh what a day. poor gabe was circumcised this morning. best.kid.ever. he hardly cried at all. the nurses could not get over how amazing he was. seriously, he rocks. he didn't even freak when his IV was being taken out. my mom & i, on the other hand, had to turn our backs. really, we are wimps. my mom assured me she'd sit down if she felt faint... one time i had surgery. she saw my incision and i could tell she was about to pass out. the doctor made ME get out of the hospital bed so she could get in it. yes, that happened. i hate needles.  we did have a little "heads up" (no pun intended) on what the circumcision would be like. sweet vasa wasn't circumcised either when he joined our family. so at 3 years old he had it done...shwew. i'll never forget josh telling us about vasa realizing something had happened... vasa was kicked back eating a popsicle waiting to be discharged. apparently he felt a jolt of pain b/c josh said   he ripped back the...

gabe is napping and i'm bored. i kinda wish he'd wake up so we could play. but waking him up is a bad idea. then he's grumpy. so i'll wait... nobody wants to know this but whatever. i had a "runners moment" twice this week. yes, yes it's what you're thinking. i almost pooped my pants twice. tuesday was REALLY bad. i was praying so hard that i'd make it home. barely friends, barely.  today i was laughing with madison about my tuesday emergency and dang if it didn't happen again. barely.made.it. why does this happen??? ha. gross. gabe is the most amazing kid. yesterday was soooooo not fun. he's having a procedure done next week. so we had to go to the doctors office and fill out some paperwork THEN go to the medical center and do some pre-op stuff. they failed to tell me about the medical center part or i may have had my mom keep g. poor guy. at the doctors office we played with everything we could while waiting. they had a waterfal...

I read the following letter yesterday and it broke my heart. I rarely blog about anything important but I had to share. I also got to talk to MIke  yesterday and he said that 15 of his soldiers that deployed with him to Iraq have been diagnosed with a brain tumor. He mentioned Tim specifically. He's only in his early 40's and is dying. His wife & daughter are having to figure out how to pay their medical bills b/c the army says it's not "service related." HOW can they say that??!  I believe if we (Americans) are willing to send our military into battle that we have to be willing to take care of them when they return.  I am amazed by military and their families. I am overwhelmed by what they do, how they give and what they sacrifice for OUR freedom.  I wish I knew someone "important!" to call personally. But I can (and will) write my Congressman.  This is Michael- Very rarely if ever do I get on Facebook but “WE” as Americans that ha...

i'm just going to type. so enjoy. i ate more than jay did on thanksgiving. yes, more than jay. i had THREE, count 'em, THREE plates of food. i couldn't even drink my tea i was so full. who's got time for tea? what i really wanted to do was grab the sweet potato souffle that jill made and sneak into the back with a fork...or just my face. i could take a nap in that mess.   so.dang.good. really, my heart still gets giddy thinking about jills sweet pot souf. oh my. gabe loved all of the thanksgiving grub. what a fun kid. i even ate a normal dinner. jay ate like a tiny sandwich. what? no need in skipping a meal just b/c one was LARGE and obnoxious, right?! we almost went to see lincoln last week. but then we saw that it's almost 3 hours long. homegirl cannot sit through a movie for that long. unless i'm on my couch in pjs. even then i will most likely sleep. we went to barnes&noble instead and read magazines. we love doing that. so relaxing. except for...

i am exhausted. i am mad. in fact, i am fighting mad. so (hold me accountable!) i am going to battle. i hate "giving credit" to the enemy. i hate when i let satan get a foothold in my heart & mind. i mentioned several blogs back about feeling like a bad mom... those feelings have not gone away. in fact they have intensified. it sucks. my mind has been overwhelmed with negative thoughts. constantly... - you aren't a good mom or wife. - you should teach gabe more. - you aren't good at your job. - you should feel guilty for having to leave gabe for work. - you should work more. you aren't as involved as you used to be. - your house stay messy. get it together. - you are a disappointment. - why can't i be more like my mom? she never seems to get tired. - i need to get myself together. - jay deserves better. - gabe got sick b/c of me. i should've kept him warmer, away from kids, etc. - you shouldn't run or workout. you should be at ...

marathon complete. yeet. last week was nuts. gabe was so sick. he had strep & pneumonia in his right lung. broke my heart. he had a horrible cough, heavy breathing and just looked pitiful. mom & jay did an amazing job doing the breathing machine with him. notice i didn't say i did a good job... i wigged out. i did not step up to the plate. i just watched sad & stunned at the whole thing. i did, however, threaten the lives of the pharmacists that tried to tell me they had to order gabe's medicine. i kindly (ish) told them they better drive around columbus and GET homeboys medication. they got it. i prayed (selfishly) that after months of marathon training that i wouldn't get sick. madison and i had worked so hard. i just wanted to DO this dang marathon. i was calm most of the week. but thursday my nerves kicked in. whew, i was a nervous wreck. all i could think about was 26.2 daunting miles ahead of me. it was not fun. friday i was a little more calm. m...

i feel like i am the only person whose status every day in november isnt something i'm thankful for. so i figured i'd just go ahead and list my thankfuls on my blog... these are in no certain order and Lord knows i will leave things out. i'm skipping all the obvious things too (ex: family, jay, gabe, God, etc.) random things i am thankful for: the tea at countrys. so very good. (unsweet) the person who created deodorant pb2 christmas everything. i love it. contacts. i would hate to have to wear my glasses all the time. madison montgomery. best running buddy ever. i love that girl. i dont have to dress up for church the butter at texas roadhouse gum target funny people handwritten notes when stores have hand sanitizer (especially when its just outside the bathroom door, brilliant!) salad bars. really, i love 'em. compression socks the one beautiful yellow (during fall) tree the mads & i run by at least twice a week. bites of jays food uncommon ath...