A quick explanation for these next two. My dear friend Melissa (who I miss desperately and who's thank you card is in the mail ... really ... i promise i'm not blogging instead of writing it ...) sent Emma and Charlie gifts this week and I love her for it. We opened an adorable outfit for Emma including cute little girl shoes, size 1 or 0 or whatever's littlest (and truly, is there anything better than cute little shoes??). We went AWWWWWW, and then when she woke up from her nap ... we realized something ...
The shoes are tiny and perfect. Emma's toes are tinier (and perfecter? :))
She'll love them ... in a couple of years? :) Thanks, Melissa!
So on to why I can't be wordless today. I'm really sorry if the medical stuff makes anyone woosy or anything (Papa John might not want to continue reading), but I have a prayer request.
Emma's G-tube site has been compared to a peirced ear hole and has thus far healed nicely. But today when I got her up from her morning nap, there was blood on the front of her pj's. Not a lot, but (again) any is too much in my opinion!
Those of us with peirced ears know that this happens sometimes, right? Bleeding stopped right away and she calmed down and when the clinic called me back (2 HOURS LATER!) they said that she should be fine but to watch for signs of infection.
Emma's fine, sleeping soundly.
But could you pray for ME today? Parents out there can attest that when something is wrong with your child (like, say, they get a weird rash from an allergy or break an arm), you sort of go clinical, deal with the situation, and, with very little fear at all, get the child to the health care professionals and THEN freak out? I don't know what's wrong with me, but apparently that eerie "mother calm" does not extend to "my daughter is bleeding out of a hole in her tummy that I don't really understand." I don't think I OUTWARDLY freaked out (Charlie wasn't concerned, anyway), but I wish I could hold it together more when stuff like that happens. It took me awhile to get up the courage to really investigate the area and figure out if an ER visit was in our future. (it wasn't)
I need to get comfortable with this stuff. This is not the last time Emma is going to have health care issues that are scary but that I need to deal with by myself (with Charlie's help, of course). Please pray for God to give me wisdom and calm when I need calm and energy for action when action is needed?
Thank you, everyone!