Mom just called. The surgeon thinks Grandma might have a paralyzed bowel, which is better than a bowel obstruction and wouldn’t require surgery. She has a tube down her nose at the moment, but they’re going to try to wean her off of it soon.
She’s been coherent, Mom said, until just a little bit ago when she tried to get out of bed, pulled her IV out and said she was in the wrong room. They think she just woke up from a dead sleep and was disoriented. She’s sleeping peacefully now. A x-ray in the morning, and they’ll keep her in the hospital until everything’s regulated.
Thanks for praying! And could you pray for my mom? She’s been up for hours and hours and has a massive sinus headache. I get them too (about 1/4 as bad as her), and they stink. Nothing is helping her pain.
How’s that for parent crap? Poor Mom.
Speaking of that, if you don’t like the word “crap,” I apologize. And I understand. There are a lot of non-cuss words I don’t say (butt and suck come to mind) and several additional ones we don’t let our kids use (fart and crap for instance). But hearing my 2-year-old say “Parent Crap” when she had no idea what she was saying and I had just been thinking about a lot of mothering issues that easily fit under the heading of “Parent Crap,” well, it was just funny.
And when you think about it, it’s just another facet of all we’ve been discussing. Am I a better mom than you because your kids say “butt” and mine say “bottom?” Probably.
Let me try to clear something up from yesterday (in 50 words or less). My agent wasn’t telling me not to talk about the fruit of the Spirit, and he wasn’t saying not to talk about myself. What I had tried to do was make 9 chapters in the book, one for each fruit. And I was trying to put our mama comparison/criticism issues into the fruit chapters. Most of the issues fit into peace and love and kindness chapters. Not so much in the goodness and faithfulness ones. And I was making up a lot of *rap just so they’d fit. Not cool.
And sure, I’ll talk about myself in the book, but not just me, me, me all the time. Hope that makes sense.
I’m sooooo excited about your comments. I think God’s going to hit some nerves with this book. (mine in particular. great.) I ran this morning and chatted with Him for a long time about filling me with His Spirit, waiting on Him to help me write it. And the ideas are already flooding into my brain.
Today is the first day of Summer Break. Wow, okay, this is going to take some getting used to. Livi and Ava are determined to cram as much activity into every waking moment that they can. Whoooooa, slow down, ladies.
Ava graduated (from) kindergarten yesterday. Do y’all say “graduated high school” or “graduated from high school?” Cause I think it’s “from” all the way.
Anyway, it was sweet and sad. I guess there’s a word for that–bittersweet. I’ll miss her teacher. So will she. I’m excited for them (Liv and Ave) for next year but want to savor every summer moment with them. Can’t believe I have a first- and second-grader.
So, if you’re bored, I have another question for you today. Can you tell me about a time you judged another mom? Even better, how about a time you judged unfairly and realized it later? Or how about a time you felt people were judging you unfairly? Or something you used to think/say/do before you had kids, and now you get it?
And I have an even better question for tomorrow. Have a great Wednesday!!