So Many Blessings

My hubby called me tonight to say that his dad was bringing food over for dinner. Burgers and chips. I had just been talking to my kids and trying to figure out what to make for dinner.

It had been a long day.

At 5:45 Cecilia woke up a mess. She had went to putter and did more than that. So we had to have new bedding, a bath and new jammies. I didn't want grandpa to come over to a mess.

During all this Elsie wakes up and is angry. As I was taking her with us to Ruth's test I left her up. I figured this way I could feed her breakfast without Ruth seeing and wanting to eat.

Ruth started to wet the bed every night for about a month and I decided to have the doctor run a UTI test. It came back positive after the culture. She has stopped wetting the bed, but, they want to make sure that there isn't anything in her kidneys that is causing the infection. So off we went at 7:15 to the hospital for a renal ultrasound.

Ruth did so well. She laid so still and was my BIG girl. I wanted to cry at how well she did. I was so overwhelmed and it was so cold that I just came straight home. Of course I was informed that I needed McDonald's. So we went through the Hardee's drive through as it was the only fast food we pass going home. Made my Ruth happy and we were off to see grandpa.

Me being gone for three hours put school a little behind and when grandpa left we worked on getting things done.

Bill phoned and asked if I had ordered Cecilia's kindergarten yet. I had barely caught my breath. So I sat done and got it done.

As Bill's mom and I talked as burgers were finishing she made a comment about Cecilia starting school. And Bill said something about still having two babies.

I thought that this day would never come. That my little girl, that I watched "die" in the very ER of the hospital we had been in that morning, would ever be starting kindergarten. She amazes me everyday at what she can do. I know that there still might come a day when she doesn't pass a milestone due to damage from time with a lack of oxygen. She is the baby God gave to us twice.

I thought starting her at the half year would make it a little easier and if we needed to go into summer it would be just her and make a smaller break before first. It so nice to be able to go at your own pace...

Silas is turning 10 on Saturday. I can't imagine the baby we prayed for for 5 years is turning double digits. He is becoming a man.

I have 5 wonderful children, a wonderful husband, and in-laws have always been there. I have a wonderful church family that have done without asking, prayed without ceasing, and just smiled when it was what I really needed.

This is just the very short list that made me say...."I don't want to talk about it..." today.

Have you counted your blessing today??