Stitches

Welp. I was really hoping that Parker would make it at least until his 2nd birthday before we made a trip to the Emergency Room. We were so close....so close.

I got a call from Mrs. Ann today around lunch that Parker had fallen and cut his head. She thought I'd better come assess the situation. Yep. Pretty nice gash.

Apparently, Parker was playing on the couch and attempted to climb onto the end table. His hand slipped on the table runner and he face planted into the table edge.

Our pediatrician was not in the office and the nurse recommended we take him to Urgent Care. So, Mrs. Ann and I loaded up and headed out. Now, Parker is none the wiser to what is going on or what has happened. In fact, moments after the accident he was chowing down on his lunch. Nothing stands between that boy and his food. He was excited to go "bye bye" and even took a nap on the way.

The Urgent Care doctor said that due to the location of the cut and how deep it was it could not be "super glued" as I hoped. It would require stitches.

Now...I need to pause here and say that I was bragged on by two different individuals on how well I was handling the situation and how calm I was. Surprised? Yeah, I was too.

Anyway, when I heard the word "stitches" I could feel the "freak out" start to rise. I willed myself to contain it.

The tears did flow as I had to hold him still while they numbed the wound and stitched it up. That literally broke my heart.

But, just as fast as the accident happened, the stitches were in and we were on our way home. Complete with our first "war wound." It's a good thing chicks dig scars.

Thankful for Happy Times

We spent Thanksgiving at Mamaw and Papaw's in the mountains. It was a great time, even with the "elephant" in the room. We had some hard family conversations...conversations I never thought I'd be having at this point in my life. But, we all promised Dad that we will focus on happy times. So, we did.

Like when Uncle Kolby tried to break a record of the most suckers held by a toddler...

Or playing peek-a-boo with Aunt Mere...

Eating a yummy feast that Meredith and her mom made for us! What a blessing!!!!

And giving Mamaw hugs....


And of course....soaking up lots of Papaw time.

And I will give thanks...despite the circumstances. Because my God is Great and He is Faithful.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. Philippians 4:6

Sovereign

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways my ways," declares the Lord. "For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are MY ways higher than your ways and MY thoughts higher than your thoughts.

Isaiah 55:8-9

I have come to the conclusion that the "peace that passes all understanding" is in actuality a "numbness." I think that it is God's way of just protecting us from our own human emotion. A time to just catch our breath and rest in the fact that HE is in control.

We got news a few weeks ago that my daddy has cancer. We got news this week that it is cancer that cannot be cured. The first part was hard enough. The second part was devastating. Even as I type this, I am still in disbelief. Something inside me keeps thinking that this is all a nightmare and I will wake up any moment or that some doctor will come rushing in and say "I'm so sorry! I was wrong! You are going to be just fine!"

I've been through every human emotion. And now...I'm just numb. I honestly feel like time has slowed down. Like I'm walking around with that lead apron on that they put on you at the dentist office when you get an x-ray. At times, life seems normal again. I get busy with work or life and for a little while I forget...but inevidently something is said or something happens that brings reality crashing back down. And just when I think I've taken two steps forward....I'm back to a sobbing mess. I imagine it will be this way from now on...the next "cry-fest" lurking in the shadows just waiting to hit me when I least expect it.

How thankful I am for my God and my salvation! It is the HOPE that I cling to and trust in. God is Sovereign. HE knows. His ways are most definitely not my ways...but His ways are good and perfect. I don't understand. And it still hurts so bad. And though my heart and flesh may fail me...I can say "it is well."

And with all my heart I pray for a miracle. 'Cause Parker hasn't been fishing yet...and he needs to learn from the best.

Mamaw and Papaw On My Mind

Mamaw and Papaw have been on our minds lately. This morning Parker and I had just finished saying a prayer for them when he walked over to the foyer table and got their picture. I about killed myself running to get the camera. We love you Mamaw and Papaw!

Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com

Happy Halloween!

Parker went "trick-or-treating" a day early this year. Just this week I became "Wife of the Year" when I scored tickets to the Georgia/Florida football game. Joshua will get to fulfill his goal of seeing Tim Tebow play in person before he graduates. Being a "house divided" when it comes to football...tickets to this game were a good compromise. So we are headed south today! Mamaw is coming to keep Parker and tend to our trick-or-treaters. I couldn't leave town without seeing my "chunky monkey" all dressed up! So, we went to see Grandmamma and Grandaddy at Grandaddy's office. We also went to see our good friends the Stansberrys....more on that visit later.

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Peanuts, Eggs, and Rat-Tails, Oh My!

We found out that Parker is severely allergic to both eggs and peanuts. We fed him a scrambled egg one night for dinner and he broke out in hives and threw up violently. That was our first clue. One trip to the allergist and some awful tests later, it was confirmed....eggs and peanuts. So, now we carry an Epi Pen at all times and read labels with scrutiny. Apparently there is a "severity scale" for food allergies. Parker's egg allergy is considered mild, which means he will more than likely outgrow it. The peanut allergy, however, is considered severe. It is about a 50/50 chance that he will outgrow that one. I'm amazed at how many things have peanuts or are "processed in a plant that also processes peanuts." Sigh.

In other news, Parker has a "rat-tail." Joshua is lobbying to have the official "first haircut," and I'm resisting. The rat-tail is most noticeable when wet. Once his hair dries, it kinda curls up and doesn't appear so "rat-tailish." I just can't justify cutting it yet.

We spent a few days at Mamaw and Papaw's in Rabun this past week. We are on Fall Break. Parker enjoyed being King of the Castle and I enjoyed being lazy!!

Papaw pushed him around his his "car" for hours.Mamaw provided snacks at the drive through.Aunt Meredith and Parker chillin' in the box.Staring contest with Uncle Kolby.Snuggle and Snack Time with Papaw.

Classic

I'm thinking Christmas Card....