Monday - But A Good One

Today was Monday and like many Mondays it was hard to get started.  Note that it was not hard to get up – mommy was up from about 3:45am on.  Between the girls and just not  being able to sleep she was up.  However being up is not the same as getting started.  Once daddy got off to the office (20 feet away) and breakfast was made things kind of got started.

The girls did well playing together and were really excited about our visitors Jill and Dave Renton and their two boys Will and Patrick.  Will is a Leukemia survivor for a year now – AWESOME!  It was nice to be able to spend some social time just talking with someone who understands what you are going through.  It was nice to have social time period!  That was on top of a phone call that daddy received earlier in the day from someone who wanted our address so they could send us “a little something.”  In talked with them we found out they were a cancer survivor and had picked up one of Rebekah’s cards at her pancake breakfast and she had been on their mind for a while.  

After Sarah went to bed Rebekah was getting really cranky.  Mommy wanted her to go to bed and Rebekah was pretty sure she didn’t want to.  Daddy had a talk with her about being cranky, fussy, screaming and crying.  He talked with her about how those were signs of being tired and needing to go to bed and that if she wanted to stay up for a while longer she should sit up and act like a big girl stopping all of the tears and fits.  They INSTANTLY turned off and she became a beautiful little lady sitting on the couch and being very nice.  

Then mommy brought over her medicine including shots and she started to throw a fit until daddy reminded her about being a big girl.  She wasn’t happy about it but she went through like a trooper.  She didn’t even scream and cry over her shot and when given a choice as to whether mommy would hold her or she would bend over herself she laid right down and even tried to pull up her pant leg so daddy could give her a shot in her leg instead of her arm.  She then got up and went to bed nice and calm – at least relatively.  We were  so proud of her trying to be a big girl.

Unfortunately her temperature is starting up and her diaper rash is getting pretty bad.  Either of these things have the possibility of landing us back in the hospital at any moment.  Please pray that we remain home and safe and sound.