On Saturday, we had memorial services for a member of our church who passed away. As members of the praise and worship team, my husband and I were participants in the service. We arrived to practice and had no sooner taken our jackets off when I saw Lorin bump her head hard on a chair. In fact, it was on the metallic loop that sticks out underneath in the event it would latch up to another chair.
It took her a second to start crying, but I saw how hard she hit it and I knew that it was going to hurt, so I picked her right up. When she did start crying, blood began just gushing out of her forehead. At first, I couldn't figure out where it was coming from, I thought maybe her nose. I took her to the bathroom to get towels to put pressure on it, and it kept bleeding and bleeding. I thought we would need to go to the ER for stitches, so I returned to the sanctuary to beckon for Dapo.
In the midst of the excitement, I forgot that there was a casket with a dead body that people were trying to pay their respects to. I sincerely felt...well, mortified. But I kicked into Mama Bear mode and it was only once the bleeding stopped I was able to begin to apologize for the drama.
Thankfully, my friend and nurse extraordinaire was there and saw the blood running down Lorin's face. She came to look at her and helped me get some steri strips and bandaged her up, saving us a trip to get stitches. She even took Jimi so that Dapo could get back to practice. AND she watched the kids during the service. Thank God for good friends. The church staff was awesome, too, helping me to get what I needed for Lorin and helping me to calm down and praying for her.
Since then, I have been reminding Jimi not to touch Sissy's head, because she has an owie on it. This morning when I prompted him with the reminder, he took his hand and placed it gently on her back, saying, "I'll pray for her." He continued, "In Jesus' name, I pray...owie, get better! In Jesus' name, Aaaaaa-men."
It was so sweet I almost cried. It was a big, warm fuzzy moment for sure. Just when you get tired of telling them not to fight over a toy, they go and pray for each other.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Lorin's One Year Checkup
Wow. It’s hard to believe a year has gone by since my second baby was born! She is SO big. 27 ¼ lbs, 32 inches, and on course to reach 5’10 to 6’ feet tall. Not really surprising as she was born 8 lbs 9 oz and 20 inches long. Still, she has grown almost 19 pounds and an entire foot since birth.
When we arrived at our appointment, there was a lady with a newborn so tiny it must’ve been her very first weigh in. In fact, I had to look twice; because she was so tiny she looked like a doll. The mother just sat there and stared at the baby. I didn’t bother her, although if I could have had a moment where I was not refereeing books and bouncing a child on each knee…I would’ve told her there was a waiting room especially for newborns.
Neither of my children were so little anyone had to second guess them. Nonetheless, it reminded me of my very first checkup with Jimi. Another lady in the waiting room said to me, “Is this your first?” I replied, “Yes,” to which she added, “I can tell. Aren’t they just amazing?”
It’s true. You just cannot believe that this creature has come out of you, and it is incredibly mesmerizing the love you feel for them. Nothing can compare to the feeling of not only did I create this, but it came out of me.
I told Jimi the story of the lady in the doctor's office when he was little, and although it was lost on him, I enjoyed the sweet memory. I was just hoping he’d try to be quiet enough not to wake the baby, although I’m sure being naked on the cold scale would do so anyhow.
It wasn’t long before Lorin’s name was called and we were back to arguing over books, jackets and backpacks. Although I’ve come to enjoy the ruckus my two small children provide me and love to listen to Jimi talk and Lorin babble, I sure miss moments like I had when they were newborn…quiet and asleep.
When we arrived at our appointment, there was a lady with a newborn so tiny it must’ve been her very first weigh in. In fact, I had to look twice; because she was so tiny she looked like a doll. The mother just sat there and stared at the baby. I didn’t bother her, although if I could have had a moment where I was not refereeing books and bouncing a child on each knee…I would’ve told her there was a waiting room especially for newborns.
Neither of my children were so little anyone had to second guess them. Nonetheless, it reminded me of my very first checkup with Jimi. Another lady in the waiting room said to me, “Is this your first?” I replied, “Yes,” to which she added, “I can tell. Aren’t they just amazing?”
It’s true. You just cannot believe that this creature has come out of you, and it is incredibly mesmerizing the love you feel for them. Nothing can compare to the feeling of not only did I create this, but it came out of me.
I told Jimi the story of the lady in the doctor's office when he was little, and although it was lost on him, I enjoyed the sweet memory. I was just hoping he’d try to be quiet enough not to wake the baby, although I’m sure being naked on the cold scale would do so anyhow.
It wasn’t long before Lorin’s name was called and we were back to arguing over books, jackets and backpacks. Although I’ve come to enjoy the ruckus my two small children provide me and love to listen to Jimi talk and Lorin babble, I sure miss moments like I had when they were newborn…quiet and asleep.
Lorin's One Year Checkup
Lorin’s checkup.
Wow. It’s hard to believe a year has gone by since my second baby was born! She is SO big. 27 ¼ lbs, 32 inches, and on course to reach 5’10 to 6’ feet tall. Not really surprising as she was born 8 lbs 9 oz and 20 inches long. Still, she has grown almost 19 pounds and an entire foot since birth.
When we arrived at our appointment, there was a lady with a newborn so tiny it must’ve been her very first weigh in. In fact, I had to look twice; because she was so tiny she looked like a doll. The mother just sat there and stared at the baby. I didn’t bother her, although if I could have had a moment where I was not refereeing books and bouncing a child on each knee…I would’ve told her there was a waiting room especially for newborns.
Neither of my children were so little anyone had to second guess them. Nonetheless, it reminded me of my very first checkup with Jimi. Another lady in the waiting room said to me, “Is this your first?” I replied, “Yes,” to which she added, “I can tell. Aren’t they just amazing?”
It’s true. You just cannot believe that this creature has come out of you, and it is incredibly mesmerizing the love you feel for them. Nothing can compare to the feeling of not only did I create this, but he came out of me.
I told Jimi the story of the lady in the office when he was little, and although it was lost on him, I enjoyed the sweet memory. I was just hoping he’d try to be quiet enough not to wake the baby, although I’m sure being naked on the cold scale would do so anyhow.
It wasn’t long before Lorin’s name was called and we were back to arguing over books, jackets and backpacks. Although I’ve come to enjoy the ruckus my two small children provide me and love to listen to Jimi talk and Lorin babble, I sure miss moments like I had when they were newborn…quiet and sleeping.
Wow. It’s hard to believe a year has gone by since my second baby was born! She is SO big. 27 ¼ lbs, 32 inches, and on course to reach 5’10 to 6’ feet tall. Not really surprising as she was born 8 lbs 9 oz and 20 inches long. Still, she has grown almost 19 pounds and an entire foot since birth.
When we arrived at our appointment, there was a lady with a newborn so tiny it must’ve been her very first weigh in. In fact, I had to look twice; because she was so tiny she looked like a doll. The mother just sat there and stared at the baby. I didn’t bother her, although if I could have had a moment where I was not refereeing books and bouncing a child on each knee…I would’ve told her there was a waiting room especially for newborns.
Neither of my children were so little anyone had to second guess them. Nonetheless, it reminded me of my very first checkup with Jimi. Another lady in the waiting room said to me, “Is this your first?” I replied, “Yes,” to which she added, “I can tell. Aren’t they just amazing?”
It’s true. You just cannot believe that this creature has come out of you, and it is incredibly mesmerizing the love you feel for them. Nothing can compare to the feeling of not only did I create this, but he came out of me.
I told Jimi the story of the lady in the office when he was little, and although it was lost on him, I enjoyed the sweet memory. I was just hoping he’d try to be quiet enough not to wake the baby, although I’m sure being naked on the cold scale would do so anyhow.
It wasn’t long before Lorin’s name was called and we were back to arguing over books, jackets and backpacks. Although I’ve come to enjoy the ruckus my two small children provide me and love to listen to Jimi talk and Lorin babble, I sure miss moments like I had when they were newborn…quiet and sleeping.
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