i don't know what melodramatic means…

Have you seen Enchanted? I’m not a movie person, for one, and especially not romantic princess-y ones, but for whatever reason, Enchanted is our Nina/Mommy Go-To movie whenever Nina isn’t feeling well.

(the title of my post is a line from the movie, if you’re not following my train of thought…)

Sunday was Mother’s Day. Mother’s Day is so hard for so many women who want to be mamas and aren’t. That kind of ruins the day for me, you know? I don’t like the fact that I get to be celebrated for something that I don’t really deserve credit for, that others so desperately want and can’t have.

It would be like celebrating the fact that I wasn’t born in a third world country and don’t have to worry myself over things like poverty and contaminated water and the agonizing decision to sell one of my children as a sex slave so the others can eat.

So, Mother’s Day.

It started out sucky and got suckier. Well, church was awesome (as usual). Our friends Sean and Megan dedicated their 2 little girls, Emelia and Ella, and 2yo Emelia gave me a little shout-out, “Hi, Ma-la!” from the stage during the prayer. And our pastor started a series on the book of Acts (my favorite), and it was just amazing.

And I’m not going to bother writing about the sucky. Fast forward to the end of my 2+ hour nap. Got up groggy, got some stuff ready for Gabe to grill, Nina complained and complained about her belly hurting.

Long story short, she threw up at 6pm and didn’t stop for the next 12 hours. Added some nasty diarrhea. Very little sleep for either of us. Then a big reprieve from 6-12. Then started back up at noon. Gabe was out of town. Took Ava and Nina to Urgent Care. They immediately diagnosed her with possible appendicitis and sent me to Children’s Hospital ER downtown.


Fought traffic, walked a mile (not really) from the parking garage carrying my 54-pound child, waiting 90 minutes in the waiting room, made arrangements for Livi to go to our neighbor’s after school (before my cell phone died), waited forever in the room, got our insurance denied (we’re paying for COBRA but have no card). Diagnosis: nasty virus. Zofran to stop the vomiting.

Six hours later, we were home and watching Enchanted.

And I’m ready for an end to the (melo)drama. Because while it might seem that all of these trips to the dentist/urgent care/doctor/hospital/ER/counselor are a bit of an exaggeration, they really aren’t, because it’s really happening.


I have an announcement.

There’s a bit of a back story (which I’ll share soon), but I’ve decided to do a Summer Read-Along. I know everyone’s busy, so I’m going to do it a little differently, a little less involved. The book isn’t what I’d call “light” reading, but it’s a spiritual memoir, very story-ish, and easy to read (and no huge experiments to do or life changes to make). I read it (for the second time) in about 2 hours yesterday, so it’s do-able.

Details in a bit, but tell me:

Would you be interested in joining us for a low-maintenance, low-commitment, low-work Summer Read-Along?

32 thoughts on “i don't know what melodramatic means…

  1. Krysten

    Summer is the least busy time for me, since I am a teacher, so I will definitely be up for a new read along. I already can’t wait to get started on my summer reading list… am sure I can squeeze another one in : )

    Prayers for you, your man, the girls, and for nasty viruses who need to find a new home!

  2. Marcy

    I don’t “do” commitment in the form of getting something done, like reading. I LOVE reading but to have to do it, well, seems like work. I hope you have a lovely summer doing it though.

    Mothers day, when I was childless (for a lot of years) became a day to focus on my mother and MIL instead of feeling sorry for me. It helped but still there was a pit in my stomach b/c I wanted to be a mom so bad.

    And….oh my! You had quite a time for the “flu”. I had to do that (except not in the sticks of Alberta not any major centers) with my son a couple weeks back. “Just a virus” in the end. Sigh! and YAY! But still, all that drama for a virus.

    1. Marcy

      I meant “in the sticks of Alberta” lol! We don’t have too much traffic here and parking is right near the ER exit. I can imagine how hard it was to carry your girlie all that way.

  3. Lori

    Most likely yes. My heart says absolutely yes. My brain and calendar are trying to be rational with the decision πŸ™‚

    Praying for stoppage on the medical tour you all are experiencing. Goodness!

  4. Lesley

    I will likely join along. I usually read with you but I don’t blog and rarely comment (read in a reader and live with my own brand of chaos)- so it is always low involvement for me πŸ™‚

  5. Rachelle

    Yes! I would enjoy a summer read along.

    Thank you once again for sharing your real life-makes my crazy seem more bearable! (: and if you want details, i’ll share…

    Like you, Mother’s Day is just kind of a bummer. I have a precious cousin that I hurt for every.single.year. Plus, I’m a whiner and I miss my mom extra during this time of year-wishing she was here to help me endure trials and celebrate joys. Oh Heaven, how we long for you!

    Love you, Marla and praise to Jesus for his mercies!

      1. Rachelle

        haha, so my 15 yo daughter Macey has been sick for a couple of years with ferocious nausea/stomach pain that comes and goes in what we now term as “spells”. She has many, many, many medical tests, bloodwork, cat scans and ultrasound. and nothing. I’m thinking she must have a mental or emotional condition…finally 2 weeks ago after getting fed up I told the doctor we would do anything to figure this out! Did a decida scan (fancy name for a $2,000 test) and found out her gallbladder is barely functioning. Ahhh, so scheduled surgery.

        Monday was surgery day. We live about 60 miles away from town so I got the bright idea that I could do my annual bloodwork(had my annual humiliation (; last week) that morning real quick before she goes back for surgery. I know.smart. I am fasting. I go over and have my blood drawn and all is well, then head to the pre-op waiting area, thinking I can grab breakfast as soon as they take her to surgery. The nurse blows a vein on Macey and I start feeling funny. I make the oxygen-deprived decision to go to the bathroom. I am headed there but for some reason I can’t see anything but a dark tunnel, the nurse sees me feeling along the wall, runs and grabs me. Before I pass out I hear Macey say, “Hey, I thought I was supposed to be the patient!” Of course, she’s kidding! I wake up in a bed, oxygen on my face and nurses discussing the crash cart. My heart rate dropped to 30. Um, I think I might have overdone it! i recover and Macey heads to a successful surgery.However, the anesthesia got the best of her and she was nauseaous all night, so I had to be on bucket duty.

        After a night in the hospital we came home, after a $400 grocery trip*, and I couldn’t wait to rest in my bed. At about 10:30 Clyde woke me up to tell me he’s vomiting and other stuff…he’s up all night trying to decide whether to sit or kneel (:. My favorite Nikes were in the bathroom floor and he accidently vomited on them…so at 2 this morning they were in the wash. Yep, our anniversary was yesterday!

        My house is basically, what I consider a disaster. I had to be at work today, tommorow, friday. I have family coming friday, some of whom believe cleanliness is next to Godliness. So…I may be voted out of heaven. Saturday more family arrives-whom I will need to feed. Then on Sunday Blake graduates high school followed by a dinner at my house for about 100 people*(see above). I have no clue how this is all going to happen so I am having to deep breathe, don’t want to pass out again, and seriously rely on God to help me.

        Melodrama? I never get invlolved in that stuff!~

        1. Rachelle

          PS I have my “I Choose Joy” necklace on today and I DO choose joy! (: Thank you Jesus for your grace and mercy and that NONE of this is about me. it’s ALL about Jesus and showing others his love.

        2. Marcy

          Wow, you girls make my life look like a vacation! LOL! If you can make it through that, well then you can do almost anything, no? Bet you want a nap though.

          I had a busy week with a little drama but now I’m suddenly feeling really great about my craptastic messy house.

  6. Mandy

    I would love to be part of a summer read-along. I always get so much out of your read-alongs.

    I’m so sorry you’ve been going through such a tough time. I’ve been praying and will keep praying for you and your family.

    I suffer from emetophobia (fear of vomiting and of others vomiting), so you just went through one of my worst nightmares. I really, really hope all that stomach stuff is over for your family for a good long while. As for the anxiety stuff, I know what that fight is like and I hope there is more and more victory in your family’s future.

  7. Bethany Peters

    To people like me with kids ages 3 and 1–the summer is no different than any other time of the year! Just warmer. I always say I’ll do the read-along, but then I read it all at once and don’t comment or blog or anything so…What is it? We can at least discuss it while we’re together. πŸ˜‰

  8. Karen Sue

    Yes, I’d be interested. I do agree with Danielle about givinig us several weeks to purchase/swap it. I do not have a book store within 100 miles of my home so I normally have to order them on line.

  9. Jennifer Ekstrand

    So many thoughts on this post…

    A Summer Read-Along sounds exciting, and I am eager to hear what the book will be (I have a small hunch, but it might be wrong).

    I’m glad there was no appendicitis, but I hope your family gets a break from unpleasant and costly drama soon.

    Though I find Mother’s Day one of the hardest days of the year (because of infertility and miscarriage), I think it is appropriate to take one day a year to honor those doing the honorable work of mothering (and especially one’s own mother). I think it can be celebrated in ways that are unloving to those of us who find the day painful, but it can also be an opportunity for sacrificial love in which those who don’t have children can “rejoice with those who rejoice” and those with children can “weep with those who weep”.

    God is gracious; this year He even gave me the flu the week before Mother’s Day (which meant I didn’t have the time/energy/cognitive ability to anticipate the upcoming “celebration” and I was still tired, almost to the point of numbness on Sunday).

  10. Sharon

    Yes, I’m interested! But, Oh Marla, how can you even think about a read-a-long right now? I’m ready to go back to bed after reading your post. You continue to amaze me. And remind me that I need to stop being such a wuss about the inconveniences I’m dealing with at the moment. Thanks for Tweeting about Becca’s post. It was another reminder to just get over myself. My temporary problems don’t really exist compared to what others are living with day to day.

    We’ve been praying for you all and will continue to do so. Glad you have COBRA. Was wondering about your insurance situation. I hope the hospital took it in the end or you can submit it when the bill comes or something. That would be ridiculous to be paying for COBRA (I know it’s not cheap) and then not be able to take advantage of the benefits of it. It seems like we all have to be our own medical advocates these days. I don’t know how some people (like the elderly) manage all the nonsense on their own.

  11. Danielle

    1. You being celebrated for being an awesome momma is totally fine with me.

    2. You were on my heart first thing this morning. As much as I feel sometimes like things in my life are just too much to bear, God always brings me back to praying for your family. Praying for you today!

    3. Yes, because I NEED community, and if I have to have constant read-alongs to do it then you better believe I will read. Can you give us several weeks notice on the book so I can try to get it free through Paperback Swap since we are in the famine season with JJ’s job?

  12. magna

    A summer read-along takes me back to my childhood days when my parents forced my sisters and I to do book reports (which I secretly enjoyed!). Sounds like fun!

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