Today when i was vacuuming and I saw a VERY distinct difference in my boys. When Parker was little I had to turn on the TV, surrounded him in his stuffed animals and vacuum a good distance away from him. Eventually i he would freak out and I would end up holding him anyway.
Today however, that was not the case... for Jackson that is. After speed crawling after me to a room he actually began to chase the vacuum as it went back and forth over the carpet. At one point I tested his braveness by pushing the vacuum right toward him. He grabbed it and laughed! There have been suttle differences in my boys, but this was one that really stuck out.
Sooo, i think ive decided im going to end every post with a ME article.. theres always something i want to get off my chest or share (with no one at this point) but im so busy talking about the boys i never get around to it...
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so what is a good way to obtain/regain motivation when i come home from work? i work 3 12's, so by the time i pick up the boys, bathe them, put them to bed, slightly pick up the house, eat dinner, and lay everything out for me the next day... im pooped!! i usually can sqeeze in an hour of -me- time but if i get that hour that means nothing else gets done. Bills, laundry,dishes, etc.. just sit there. When i work its almost like my house has to take a 3 day time out. i wish there was a way i could regain motivation to clean for 30 minutes and only have 30 minutes of -me- time.. but then i get wrapped up in thigs like blogging.
anyway plans for tomorrow after work- going to see an old friend from work in the hospital. Her and her unborn child, 36weeks, were in a car wreck. Misti had to have an emergency c-section and delivered chloe unexpectedly. chloe is getting better, but not as fast as they would like.. from what i understand she is still having a hard time with her kidneys and lungs. May God bless that family and the other driver. What guilt he will have to live with if this baby doesnt pull through!
One of my best friends got an internship at the St. Francis Children's hospital for nursing school. Shes in the NICU the first part of it... im so jealous. I believe that being in health care is an unappreciated calling. I love my job (as a nurse aid) working with older adults, but i feel like i was called to do something child or baby related. Everyday i work i try to find a moment to sneak up to the baby floor to see the newborns. Today i was very lucky. there was a little boy placed right by the window. He was sleeping so soundly(they always do) His hair was a ashy blonde and it was perfectly combed to the side. There was also a baby girl who was getting a bottle and another baby girl in a baby case. She only weighed 3 pounds! When im up there no matter how stressful my day is, i feel at peace there in that window looking at the beginning of a new life. I can see down the hall of the St.johns NICU from my floor. im always looking down there to see if i can get a peek at a baby... but no luck as of yet. so i have to say i am looking forward to tomorrow. i bought a little pink decor for chloes bed and a journal for misti...I feel bad for being excited to go up there, but i want that peaceful feeling inside me. i want to go inside a place where i can feel the presence of God. The faith, hope, and love these parents, families, and even staff have for these babies you just cant help but believe in a higher power.
i could write all night about this... but its 10:20 and 5am is all too soon... goodnight.
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