MRI

 

Sometimes parenting is hard.  I mean, really hard.  There's nothing that hurts worse than when my kid is going through something and I can't make it better.  

I'm still very thankful for a loving God who is walking us through this and to the medical staff and medicines that are there to help.

My son has been battling with migraines for a long time.  After receiving a second opinion from another doctor it's good to know we are possibly getting somewhere, or at least trying.   Right now I'm in the waiting room while he gets an MRI.  I feel so bad for him having to go through this.  I'm not sure if this will give us answers but maybe it will be just one more thing we can rule out.  

He deals with anxiety and sensory issues but I don't know that's what is triggering the migraines or if he just gets himself worked up knowing that the noise around him could cause a headache to start.  The next step would be to get him to cognitive therapy to help him learn how to go through these obstacles.   

I'm sitting in the waiting room feeling anxious, myself.  It's upsetting knowing what he's dealing with right now.  I wish I was able to hold him through it.  I also wish I could take all of this from him.  

We are walking through a deep valley right now and I'd love if you could say a prayer for my sweet Matthew.  

Dance Competition

 I'm sitting here in the auditorium at a hotel on the last of a three day dance competition.  My daughter's dances are over but she insisted on staying to cheer on her other dance friends from back stage.  My husband is feeling financially drained, I'm exhausted from the back and forth 40 minute drive.  We feel like this should be the last year for our daughter to compete but then I see how much she shines on stage and how much fun she has in the dressing room with friends.  She's in her element.   It's helped her come out of a shell.  It's a tough choice to make.  

It's no secret how expensive it is to have a child in dance, let alone competitive dance.  After a long day of school she's off to classes.  We spend just a few long weekends in the year at these competitions.  I watch dance after dance.  Cheer when the studio wins an award.  Secretly feel bad when they don't.  The joyous pride I feel in my heart when my girl is on stage.  I pray we can continue to make this possible for her but if we can't she'll have these last few years wrapped in her memory.  So will I.   

I've even made friends in these other dance moms and today as we shared some experiences of what we have been going through it helped me see I'm not alone.  

Easter 2023

 

Look at my two, dressed in their Sunday best before church service on Easter.  They sat with us and got to hear another incredible sermon about our Lord's sacrifice.  I'm grateful that our faithful God led us to this  particular church.  As someone who grew up Catholic I spent my adult years attending different churches aiming to find one that suits me and my family best.  It's important for me to have a pastor and church read directly from the Bible.  One that is honest in teaching not only about heaven but hell also.  Resurrection Sunday reminds us that without the death and resurrection of our Savior we would not have forgiven sins and a place in heaven.  Being a Christian doesn't mean I'm perfect.  I stumble on my sins each and every day but I believe in a God who gives me grace and forgiveness.   So, Easter is of great importance to me.  

This Easter was a special one as we decided to stay home and spend it together.   No extended family.   No drama.   No having to listen to political talk or others talking harshly about others.  It was nice.  Aside from church we painted eggs, played outside, and rested.  My husband cooked dinner allowing me to rest.   It was good.  Before church, the day started with the kids waking up to their special treats.  

We did visit my parents house on Saturday where family from Long Island visited.  The kids painted eggs with their cousins and played.  It was a good time but I was glad to have that done on Saturday and a peaceful day on Sunday.  

Today I spend my last day of vacation spring cleaning.