Home again!!
I was so sick of myself when I got off that plane that instead of going straight home, I went straight to Whole Foods to pick up some fruit and some of that Ezekiel bread that crunchy granola people eat. I missed Emma Kelly, but I simply had to make that stop first. So when I got home, EK was in the bathtub and she was so excited to see me that she scrambled out and just clung to me -- all 40 pounds of wet, naked, not-so-baby-anymore baby. First words out of her mouth? "Mommy! What'd you bring me?" My fault. I told her that I had a surprise for her, so that was all she had on her brain at the moment. Luckily, she's still thrilled with the small things -- a collapsible princess hairbrush and a little Mickey Mouse necklace with a jingle bell on it. Actually, she wanted me to have that, so I could've saved the $8.99 on that one.
So once the presents were out of the way, she was all about mommy reading to her. Reading to a just-turned-3-year-old can be quite a frustrating experience. "What's her name? Where does she live? Who is her mommy? Why is her hair brown? Why is her mouth like that? (That one's followed by a demonstration.) Where are they going? Why is she wearing that?" And that's just PAGE ONE!!!! But I love her and I muddle through, although by the end of the book, I answer most of her questions through gritted teeth, "Just because!" and "I don't know!"
She was so wired up because I was home that getting her to bed was an ordeal, especially because I was so tired I felt nauseous. But then again, that could've been the debaucherous amounts of food I shoved in my face right before leaving Disney World. Nothing counts in Disney World -- at least not while you're there. It hits you like a ton of bricks when you get home, though. But I made it to bed. Woke up at 3:30 to unpack, shower and get ready for work. And now it's back to the regular routine.
And that makes me think about the Kidd's Kids families who get back to their regular routines today. Doctor's appointments and surgeries and injections and medications. I know they're reality is a lot harder than mine will hopefully ever be. It just hit me like a ton of bricks this trip -- I can't take a single day for granted that I was handed a healthy child to raise. It can change in an instant. A headache is suddenly a brain tumor. A wart on the tip of the finger is suddenly one of the rarest, untreatable cancers. A fever is suddenly a flesh-eating virus. If I spent too much time dwelling on it, I don't think I could continue to function normally. The last thing EK wants is her mommy clinging to her and smothering her with kisses, but sometimes that's just what she's going to have to put up with. I put up with her incessant questions/She puts up with a clingy mommy.
XO
Kellie
So once the presents were out of the way, she was all about mommy reading to her. Reading to a just-turned-3-year-old can be quite a frustrating experience. "What's her name? Where does she live? Who is her mommy? Why is her hair brown? Why is her mouth like that? (That one's followed by a demonstration.) Where are they going? Why is she wearing that?" And that's just PAGE ONE!!!! But I love her and I muddle through, although by the end of the book, I answer most of her questions through gritted teeth, "Just because!" and "I don't know!"
She was so wired up because I was home that getting her to bed was an ordeal, especially because I was so tired I felt nauseous. But then again, that could've been the debaucherous amounts of food I shoved in my face right before leaving Disney World. Nothing counts in Disney World -- at least not while you're there. It hits you like a ton of bricks when you get home, though. But I made it to bed. Woke up at 3:30 to unpack, shower and get ready for work. And now it's back to the regular routine.
And that makes me think about the Kidd's Kids families who get back to their regular routines today. Doctor's appointments and surgeries and injections and medications. I know they're reality is a lot harder than mine will hopefully ever be. It just hit me like a ton of bricks this trip -- I can't take a single day for granted that I was handed a healthy child to raise. It can change in an instant. A headache is suddenly a brain tumor. A wart on the tip of the finger is suddenly one of the rarest, untreatable cancers. A fever is suddenly a flesh-eating virus. If I spent too much time dwelling on it, I don't think I could continue to function normally. The last thing EK wants is her mommy clinging to her and smothering her with kisses, but sometimes that's just what she's going to have to put up with. I put up with her incessant questions/She puts up with a clingy mommy.
XO
Kellie
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