A whole lot of time has passed since the last time I blogged. My apologies. I've been pretty busy lately. Tonight, as I rocked my sweet baby girl in one arm, and my other big girl in the other, I realized just how lucky I am. God always keeps his promises. My girls are living proof. I asked God for husband, and got so much more. Not only did I get a husband, I got a best friend and a father to my children. This coming March marks two years that we have had custody of Grace. She brings so much joy into my life. Tonight, she snuggled up in my lap and said, "I love you with my whole heart, I hope we stay like this forever!" I hope we do too, but the reality of it is that one day, she won't always be so snuggly with me, or tell me that she loves me all the time, or asks me to read bedtims stories, or tuck her in tight. One day, I will be the mean ol' momma who wont let her stay out all night with her boyfriend, and I wont be the mom who lets her get away with everything she wants. And that's ok, its only because I love her so much. But as for right now, I am going to soak up every one of those moments, because they will be gone before I know it.
Grace has taught me a lot. She prepared me to be the best mommy I can be for Faith. Ive learned ways to improve, and ways just to back off and let a kid be a kid. There have been so many changes in our home with the addition to growing family, and Grace has transitioned beautifully. I am so proud of her.
Speaking of the addition to our family. If you do not know, Johnny, Grace and I welcomed a sweet baby girl to our family. Abigail Faith was born on October 14, 2011 at 12:04 AM (my late grandmother's birthday, and just 5 minutes from sharing my moms birthday!)
When I found out I was pregnant, I felt so many emotions at the same time it was scary! I was excited and nervous and anxious and scared. Sure, I already had a sweet girl but this was different. This time, I got to experience a child from the beginning. And what an amazing experience being pregnant was! From the first time I knew I was pregnant, to the first time I felt icky, the the first kick, flip and contraction, it was all amazing. Sure, I had rough days where I felt blah and wanted to stay in bed all day, but that is part of it the experience. Everything that occured during my pregnancy and even the 24 hours of labor, led to one end result. My daughter. That is so weird for me to say. My daughter. My beautiful, sweet, playful, smiling daughter. The life that I carried inside me. The sweet baby that is next to me now, snoring away. I've been given this gift, this precious gift of life, to love and teach and play. My daughter.
I was 37 weeks pregnant when I went in for my weekly check up. I didnt leave the hospital that day. I was so scared, and excited at the same time. When the doctor's checked me, I was not ready to have that baby, but my blood pressure told us otherwise. They thought they were going to have to take the baby that night, but decided to wait to see if my BP would stabilize. It didnt. So they started the process to bring that sweet baby into the world. They gave me medicine to start the contractions around midnight. Around 2 I felt my first contraction. It wasnt bad. I tried to sleep through them, but it didnt really work. Plus I had the nurses coming in every 30 minutes or so to check my blood pressure and take blood and so on. Needless to say, while Johnny snoozed away on the make shift bed, I played on facebook all night :) When they moved me into the labor and delivery room, I had the sweetest nurse who took the best care of me. Around 9, the doctor broke my water. My nurse told me that I could take the pain medicine anytime I wanted, just to let her know. She also told me that when I first took it, it would work really great, but when it started to wear off, and I got more, it wouldnt work the same. So I waited as long as I could before I took it. I guess it was around 12 when I broke down and took it. After a while, the doctor told me I could have my epidural. I was more scared of this than actually giving birth. Come to find out, that was the easiest part! At five, my sweet nurse got off work. Then came the nurse from you know where. Not that she wasnt nice. But dern. Everything went wrong with her! She kept making moving me up and down, and back and forth! I was already queasy, and that made for one sick momma!! Then she broke the machine that she could tell when I was having a contraction. Lame. Johnny was such a sport the whole time. He never left my side. When I cried, he cried. When I laughed, he laughed. And when I needed ice shoveled into my mouth, he was there with the cup! I had the support of my whole family. My doctor told me I could only have 2 people in the room when it was time, but I made the executive decision and had 3: Johnny, Mom and my sister. He wasnt thrilled but what could he do?? Faith was being stubborn and didnt want to position herself the correct way to come out. We were within a few minutes from having a c section, when she decided to move on down! At 9PM it was finally time to start pushing. At this point the doctor wasnt in the room, so the nurse got us started. Again, she was an awful nurse. By this time, they had given me so much pain medicine I couldnt really tell anymore when I have having a contraction. And remember, she broke the machine...yeah. So after a few pushes, she decided she needed to leave the room for a minute. She told me not to worry, and if I felt a contraction, or thought I was having one, just push. Really. Really? Just leave us alone in here with a doped up pregnant lady who can barely feel anything, and you tell me to push when I think I need to?!?!? I held my mouth nicely though :) Finally, after 3 hours of pushing, I had my sweet baby in my arms. Hands down, the most rewarding experience.
After it was all over, Grace finally got to meet her baby sister. As she was leaving she told the nurse she was so happy her heart was beating so fast that it was making her warm all over!!
Faith is now 3 1/2 months old, and they have been the best months ever! The up all nights, and early mornings are so worth it. I honestly am enjoying every minute of it. Needless to say, I am one proud momma!!
I have been blessed with with 2 sweet girls and the best husband a girl could ask for!!!
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Worst Blogger Ever...
Well. Sunday I was labeled as the worst blogger ever. Thanks Kelli. I will try and do better! I promise!
Before I start talking about what has been happening in my life, I would like to talk about what is going on in a special family's life. Today, David Nelson passed away. David fought hard, but his body couldn't take any more. I am so glad to have known David. He was a great friend to everyone he knew, a great husband and a wonderful father. He will be missed here, but David has seen the face of God, so we should be rejoicing for him. I pray that God will give peace and understanding to the Nelson family.
So, the last blog that I posted I had started P90X. As I am sure you caught from that post, I didn't like it very much. So...I quit. That post was the last night I did P90X!! I know I know, I didn't really give it a shot...but it was not for me. It was kind of like my diet that is always going to start on Monday...just not happening!
A couple of weeks ago we got to take Grace to the beach for her second time! We had a blast. She absolutely did not like swimming in the pool. We even stayed in a place that had a water park for kids...she wanted nothing to do with it. Water slides, buckets, water guns....nothing. Sit in the sand all day...she can handle that ;) We also went to Sharky's while we were there. Somewhat of a terrible experience! The whole place was almost empty and they sat us by the window where the sun was beaming in right on us. There were fans right over us and we couldn't feel the air! SO hot! We were also sitting right by the back door. That means we were surrounded by flies. TONS of them! I honestly could not enjoy my dinner because 1) I was sweating so bad, and 2)I had to swat flies the whole time. I will admit, the food was really good, and going out on the beach when we were done was really nice because the kids got to play (me and Kim too). I will say, she has been to Alabama Adventure and is finally going down the water slide!
Today is Mason's 5th birthday! You know what that means....SCHOOL!!!!!!!!! He is so excited. For his birthday party, they wanted to build him a playset. Tim, Johnny and Daddy worked so hard on that playset and it turned out great, just in time for the party-the day of to be exact! Tim got up early every morning to work on it! Good job guys!
Grace, Mason and Madison attened VBS for the first time this year! They made it 4 out of 5 nights! Not bad for first timers. Friday night was family night. After going all week and learning songs and making crafts...it was finally time for the parents to see what they had learned. They all went on stage and the music started. Grace froze. I guess stage fright sat in. They did 3 songs and she just stood there through all of them! Oh well, at least she went up there! Mason did all the songs and motions, but you could tell he was a little shy about it. Madison on the other hand rocked it out!!! She got up there without a care in the world! Kind of made me cry a little bit ;) I am proud of all of them! The best part about the week was when it was all over, I asked Mason who God was, and he said "um God made the trees and the animals and people!"
So to sum up. David will be missed. I hate P90X. Grace is not sure about water. and Madison is the VBS Queen!
Until next time...
Before I start talking about what has been happening in my life, I would like to talk about what is going on in a special family's life. Today, David Nelson passed away. David fought hard, but his body couldn't take any more. I am so glad to have known David. He was a great friend to everyone he knew, a great husband and a wonderful father. He will be missed here, but David has seen the face of God, so we should be rejoicing for him. I pray that God will give peace and understanding to the Nelson family.
So, the last blog that I posted I had started P90X. As I am sure you caught from that post, I didn't like it very much. So...I quit. That post was the last night I did P90X!! I know I know, I didn't really give it a shot...but it was not for me. It was kind of like my diet that is always going to start on Monday...just not happening!
A couple of weeks ago we got to take Grace to the beach for her second time! We had a blast. She absolutely did not like swimming in the pool. We even stayed in a place that had a water park for kids...she wanted nothing to do with it. Water slides, buckets, water guns....nothing. Sit in the sand all day...she can handle that ;) We also went to Sharky's while we were there. Somewhat of a terrible experience! The whole place was almost empty and they sat us by the window where the sun was beaming in right on us. There were fans right over us and we couldn't feel the air! SO hot! We were also sitting right by the back door. That means we were surrounded by flies. TONS of them! I honestly could not enjoy my dinner because 1) I was sweating so bad, and 2)I had to swat flies the whole time. I will admit, the food was really good, and going out on the beach when we were done was really nice because the kids got to play (me and Kim too). I will say, she has been to Alabama Adventure and is finally going down the water slide!
Today is Mason's 5th birthday! You know what that means....SCHOOL!!!!!!!!! He is so excited. For his birthday party, they wanted to build him a playset. Tim, Johnny and Daddy worked so hard on that playset and it turned out great, just in time for the party-the day of to be exact! Tim got up early every morning to work on it! Good job guys!
Grace, Mason and Madison attened VBS for the first time this year! They made it 4 out of 5 nights! Not bad for first timers. Friday night was family night. After going all week and learning songs and making crafts...it was finally time for the parents to see what they had learned. They all went on stage and the music started. Grace froze. I guess stage fright sat in. They did 3 songs and she just stood there through all of them! Oh well, at least she went up there! Mason did all the songs and motions, but you could tell he was a little shy about it. Madison on the other hand rocked it out!!! She got up there without a care in the world! Kind of made me cry a little bit ;) I am proud of all of them! The best part about the week was when it was all over, I asked Mason who God was, and he said "um God made the trees and the animals and people!"
So to sum up. David will be missed. I hate P90X. Grace is not sure about water. and Madison is the VBS Queen!
Until next time...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
P90 WHAT?!?!?!
So Johnny and I have been wanting to get into shape before the wedding. We went on a diet. Fail. Got a bike. Haven't gotten it out of the garage. Tried water only. Cant give up the Dr Pepper. So what else is there to do? Well, thanks to Bryan Pope and half of the workout world...there just so happens to be P90X. Wait, I'm not crediting Bryan for this workout...he just gave us the DVDs. No stinkin' way he could come up with all that on his own. (I only say this because I know he won't read this) What is P90X you say? P90X is a workout program designed to whip yaw BOO-TAY into shape. We are on our second day. Here is what has happened so far.
Day 1: Chest and Back = OUCH!
My arms hurt like a you know what! Have you ever seen me do a push up? Me either. Bust I did it anyway...and my arms are a wee bit tender about now ;)
Day 2: Plyometrics = Made it 28 minutes out of an hour!
Kudos to Johnny for doing the whole hour. This is all about some jumping. My legs got tire during the dang warm ups! Now, considering I sit down all day...literally...like I cant leave unless someone can relieve me, 28 minutes aint so bad for me if I do say so myself.
That's it so far. 2 days down...88 to go. That sounds so terrible doesn't it??? Like, not fun at all. The alarm clock goes off early in the morning so that we can do this. I barely get up in enough time to make it to work on time...now you are telling me I have to get up and do an exercise??? eeek! What was I thinking. Now, don't get me wrong. I am going to finish this. I think. I will keep you updated on the adventures of the next 88 days.
Goodnight!
Day 1: Chest and Back = OUCH!
My arms hurt like a you know what! Have you ever seen me do a push up? Me either. Bust I did it anyway...and my arms are a wee bit tender about now ;)
Day 2: Plyometrics = Made it 28 minutes out of an hour!
Kudos to Johnny for doing the whole hour. This is all about some jumping. My legs got tire during the dang warm ups! Now, considering I sit down all day...literally...like I cant leave unless someone can relieve me, 28 minutes aint so bad for me if I do say so myself.
That's it so far. 2 days down...88 to go. That sounds so terrible doesn't it??? Like, not fun at all. The alarm clock goes off early in the morning so that we can do this. I barely get up in enough time to make it to work on time...now you are telling me I have to get up and do an exercise??? eeek! What was I thinking. Now, don't get me wrong. I am going to finish this. I think. I will keep you updated on the adventures of the next 88 days.
Goodnight!
It's the Small Things Really
Why is it the smallest of things are in fact the biggest things in reality? For instance, putting a 3 year old in the front seat of a car, in a booster seat might be something small. That may make some people think it is ok or they may even say, "at least they were in a booster seat." But they tend to forget the fact that it could be very dangerous to the child, causing serious injuries or possibly death. Not to mention it is against the law in pretty much every state that I am aware of.
The small things in life could in fact be something as awful as the above, or it can be reading about a horse that is said to be the smallest horse known to date. Weighing in at 6 pounds, and being 14 inches tall. Like I said, it's the small things in life ;)
Or how about the fact that in 3 months and 10 days I am going to marry the love of my life. That is by far not a small thing! This is the greatest thing that has happened to me! To me, this is no small thing, but to the world, it's just a grain of salt. In the grand view of things, does it really make a difference that I stand in front of all my family and friends just to have someone tell me what to say, with my (and hopefully his) response be "I do" ? No, public display of our life does not mean squat to the world. It doesn’t make me love Johnny anymore than I already do. It does not change the fact that there are kids in Africa that die every day because of an awful disease. It does not change the fact that Haiti had one of the most devastating earthquakes in history, or that a tsunami hit Thailand. These things are huge in the world and are things we cannot change and have no control over. So my wedding may seem small to the world, but it is HUGE to me! To me, this means that God had a plan for me all along. So even though it may mean squat to the world, it means EVERYTHING TO ME!!! I cannot wait to stand in front of everyone to marry the love of my life! This small thing in life is a HUGE milestone for us!
One might think that the signing of a piece of paper would be a small thing. But depending on what that paper says is what makes the difference. This event has recently taken place in our lives. One signature now means a sweet little red headed girl lives in our home. It is amazing how one small signature can develop into one big wonderful life changing event! I am thankful for that signature and Johnny is thankful for that signature.
Sinus infections. They may seem small and an easy fix, but sometimes, the simple sinus infection can turn out to be the most unexpected turning point in your life. Who would ever think that a sinus infection could in fact be cancer? I never would have imagined.
See, it’s the small things in life that make the biggest differences. Whether it's getting married, putting a 3 year old in the front seat of a car, gaining custody or a not so simple sinus infection, they are major events regardless. Don’t take one single thing in life for granted. Cherish every moment and hold on to the memories. The memories will last forever.
Thanks for the memories…
The small things in life could in fact be something as awful as the above, or it can be reading about a horse that is said to be the smallest horse known to date. Weighing in at 6 pounds, and being 14 inches tall. Like I said, it's the small things in life ;)
Or how about the fact that in 3 months and 10 days I am going to marry the love of my life. That is by far not a small thing! This is the greatest thing that has happened to me! To me, this is no small thing, but to the world, it's just a grain of salt. In the grand view of things, does it really make a difference that I stand in front of all my family and friends just to have someone tell me what to say, with my (and hopefully his) response be "I do" ? No, public display of our life does not mean squat to the world. It doesn’t make me love Johnny anymore than I already do. It does not change the fact that there are kids in Africa that die every day because of an awful disease. It does not change the fact that Haiti had one of the most devastating earthquakes in history, or that a tsunami hit Thailand. These things are huge in the world and are things we cannot change and have no control over. So my wedding may seem small to the world, but it is HUGE to me! To me, this means that God had a plan for me all along. So even though it may mean squat to the world, it means EVERYTHING TO ME!!! I cannot wait to stand in front of everyone to marry the love of my life! This small thing in life is a HUGE milestone for us!
One might think that the signing of a piece of paper would be a small thing. But depending on what that paper says is what makes the difference. This event has recently taken place in our lives. One signature now means a sweet little red headed girl lives in our home. It is amazing how one small signature can develop into one big wonderful life changing event! I am thankful for that signature and Johnny is thankful for that signature.
Sinus infections. They may seem small and an easy fix, but sometimes, the simple sinus infection can turn out to be the most unexpected turning point in your life. Who would ever think that a sinus infection could in fact be cancer? I never would have imagined.
See, it’s the small things in life that make the biggest differences. Whether it's getting married, putting a 3 year old in the front seat of a car, gaining custody or a not so simple sinus infection, they are major events regardless. Don’t take one single thing in life for granted. Cherish every moment and hold on to the memories. The memories will last forever.
Thanks for the memories…
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Catching Up...
So far, the month of April has been a pretty busy month. A LOT to do before the wedding and not a lot of time. As much as I love wedding planning, this month so far has not ALL been about that. I have been able to spend some much needed time with the family!
Johnny and I took Grace to Chuck E Cheese for the first time, along with Kim, Tim and their clan! DISASTER. Well not entirely. We found out quickly that Grace does not like seeing a life size Chuck E Cheese walking around her. I thought we were going to have to call in the troops to get her off the floor. She threw a dang fit when he walked around the corner! After an hour of crying, we finally enjoyed a few games then headed home. I think Johnny had more fun than anyone else!
We also got to spend a day at Tannehill. I always forget how much I love that place. I can rememeber going all the time when I was little, but as my sister and I got older, we didnt go as much. Last October, we spent the majority of the month up there camping out with my sister and her family! It was the most fun I have had in a long time. I guess being with them was the best part! Although it was nice to sit out by the fire every night and listen to Johnny play the guitar.
After being a trade days all day, we had a cookout with my sister and the HOLLIS'!! Thats right, Dave and Jennifer Hollis, the new married couple! I did not get to go to the wedding, so being able to eat dinner with them the night they came back was wonderful!
Now, down to the wedding planning! T-minus 108 days to go! We met with the wonderful people at American Village, along with the caterer, and everything is turning out wonderfully. I picked out all the food, how I wanted the place decorated, and its all going to be a blur from here on out! Luckily I have such wonder people to help me get though all this. Now all that is left to do is to pick out flowers! I NEED HELP WITH THAT!!! Flowers are not my thing. My sister has a green thumb, and knows how things should be, hopefully she will help a sista out!
There are several little things that need to be complete, but the big stuff is in the bag! I will make sure to update more when I have more details!
Johnny and I took Grace to Chuck E Cheese for the first time, along with Kim, Tim and their clan! DISASTER. Well not entirely. We found out quickly that Grace does not like seeing a life size Chuck E Cheese walking around her. I thought we were going to have to call in the troops to get her off the floor. She threw a dang fit when he walked around the corner! After an hour of crying, we finally enjoyed a few games then headed home. I think Johnny had more fun than anyone else!
We also got to spend a day at Tannehill. I always forget how much I love that place. I can rememeber going all the time when I was little, but as my sister and I got older, we didnt go as much. Last October, we spent the majority of the month up there camping out with my sister and her family! It was the most fun I have had in a long time. I guess being with them was the best part! Although it was nice to sit out by the fire every night and listen to Johnny play the guitar.
After being a trade days all day, we had a cookout with my sister and the HOLLIS'!! Thats right, Dave and Jennifer Hollis, the new married couple! I did not get to go to the wedding, so being able to eat dinner with them the night they came back was wonderful!
Now, down to the wedding planning! T-minus 108 days to go! We met with the wonderful people at American Village, along with the caterer, and everything is turning out wonderfully. I picked out all the food, how I wanted the place decorated, and its all going to be a blur from here on out! Luckily I have such wonder people to help me get though all this. Now all that is left to do is to pick out flowers! I NEED HELP WITH THAT!!! Flowers are not my thing. My sister has a green thumb, and knows how things should be, hopefully she will help a sista out!
There are several little things that need to be complete, but the big stuff is in the bag! I will make sure to update more when I have more details!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Day in My Shoes
Ever wondered what it would be like to "wear someone else's shoes" ? I have. How cool would it be if you could choose anyone that you wanted to be for a day. Who would it be and why? I think I would be....ummm...me. I do not think I would be any happier if I were some famous movie star with millions of dollars. Well, the millions would be nice, but hey, Im still happy.
I never have had the "nicest" of things, or what people claim to be the "nicest" of things, but I have never done without. My parents have always done everything they could for my sister and I. They didnt have millions, and never claimed to have millions. But what they have had was love for us. They would bend over backwards for us when we were kids, and they still do. I am very grateful for the things my parents have taught me. They taught me that you can turn a little into a lot, and I believe I will keep those lessons with me until the end of my days.
I dont think I have done so bad for myself. We have a nice house, a car, food on the table, clothes on our back, and most importantly, a beautiful little red headed 3year old running around my feet as I speak! I am very blessed. If I were someone else, even for a day, I would not have what I have now. I dont have millions, I don't have thousands...but I am very wealthy.
See, in 129 days, Johnny and I are going to be a family. He is my family. I love him very much. On that day, I will be able to officially call Johnny LaFoy my husband. How great is that?? I think on that day, I will be more than happy to be me! And on this day, I would not change a thing.
So the moral of my story is ::drum roll::
The next time you are watching the E! Channel, or pick up and US Weekly magazine and think you may be missing out on a wonderful life, take a look at what you do have and be satisfied with yourself! The grass isnt alway greener on the other side. If you dont believe me, check out these pages:
http://stupidcelebrities.net/2010/03/18/sandra-bullock-jesse-james-split/
http://www.foxnews.com/entertainment/2010/03/31/lindsay-lohan-shocks-gaunt-appearance-erratic-behavior/?test=faces
http://entertainment.blogs.foxnews.com/2010/03/31/friend-says-michael-jordan-made-tiger-wods-into-a-serial-cheater/?test=faces
See, you feel better already dont ya? You're welcome! GOODNIGHT!
I never have had the "nicest" of things, or what people claim to be the "nicest" of things, but I have never done without. My parents have always done everything they could for my sister and I. They didnt have millions, and never claimed to have millions. But what they have had was love for us. They would bend over backwards for us when we were kids, and they still do. I am very grateful for the things my parents have taught me. They taught me that you can turn a little into a lot, and I believe I will keep those lessons with me until the end of my days.
I dont think I have done so bad for myself. We have a nice house, a car, food on the table, clothes on our back, and most importantly, a beautiful little red headed 3year old running around my feet as I speak! I am very blessed. If I were someone else, even for a day, I would not have what I have now. I dont have millions, I don't have thousands...but I am very wealthy.
See, in 129 days, Johnny and I are going to be a family. He is my family. I love him very much. On that day, I will be able to officially call Johnny LaFoy my husband. How great is that?? I think on that day, I will be more than happy to be me! And on this day, I would not change a thing.
So the moral of my story is ::drum roll::
The next time you are watching the E! Channel, or pick up and US Weekly magazine and think you may be missing out on a wonderful life, take a look at what you do have and be satisfied with yourself! The grass isnt alway greener on the other side. If you dont believe me, check out these pages:
http://stupidcelebrities.net/2010/03/18/sandra-bullock-jesse-james-split/
http://www.foxnews.com/entertainment/2010/03/31/lindsay-lohan-shocks-gaunt-appearance-erratic-behavior/?test=faces
http://entertainment.blogs.foxnews.com/2010/03/31/friend-says-michael-jordan-made-tiger-wods-into-a-serial-cheater/?test=faces
See, you feel better already dont ya? You're welcome! GOODNIGHT!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Dream Catcher
Ever since my grandmother (my Nanny) past away, I have had dreams about her house. It is so odd. I dream about her house at least once a week. Sometimes more. Its like she is trying to tell me something but then again, I know that is not what it is. As many good memories as I had in that house, my dreams are not good dreams. They are more like nightmares. I want so bad to have one good dream of that house, but they never seem to happen. My grandmother passed away when I was in 9th grade, I am almost 26 years old. Will they ever stop?? I don't like to talk about them much, because I am sure that no one wants to hear about my silly dreams...but it has gotten to a point where I wake up in a sweat I am so scared of what is going to happen. Not too long ago, her house went of for sale. My sister and her husband were going to buy the house but changed their minds in the last minute. While they were still deciding if they were going to get the house, we had the opportunity to walk through the house. Since then, the dreams have gotten worse. It was almost as if I had been in that house every day from when I was a child to the present. Not one thing had changed in that house. The mirrors, walls, floors, even counter tops were the same. On one of the mirrors in the house, my mother had put green stickers of feet at the top. When we walked through the house a few months past, those same stickers were still there. Butterflies still hanging in the bathroom, just like I remembered. Maybe, in some way, going back in their has brought the dreams on more. Maybe I just dont want to forget my Nanny. I loved her very much.
I can remember my grandmother being there as far back as I can remember. She spent the night every night, and every morning, my dad took her back home. Those nights I will never forget. She always slept in my room with me. She told me story after story of her childhood. Those never got old. I bet she told me the same stories three times every night. I felt so much comfort right there beside her. I would do anything to be able to lay next to her again, and listen to those same stories...stories about being chased by a hot dog man, or falling into a hole that she had to dig stairs just to get out...or the switches she used to get to her rear. I want so bad to hear them again. I can remember one time my parents leaving me alone with her. We kept hearing noises around the house. She would randomly yell for my dad to bring the gun to the living room so we could shoot the person that was trying to get in. Even though I was scared, all I could do was laugh.
I dont think anyone wanted me to know that she was getting sick. But I knew any way. We were sitting in the kitchen one afternoon, and Nanny started yelling for Preston to come each lunch. Preston was my Grandfather. Sadly, I never got to meet him, he died about a year before I was born. From what I hear, he was a great man, and I am very sad that I missed such a wonderful man. So even though no one told me anything, I knew. Nanny spent the last five or so years in the Nursing home. I spent a lot of time there in those five years. I got to know the ladies that worked there as well as the other elderly that lived there.
As much as I loved my grandmother and being able to visit her at her home, I want the dreams to stop. They are awful dreams. I have dreamed of that house every night this past week. I will never forget my grandmother. Maybe I will have them forever, maybe not. As bad as the dreams are, I am constantly reminded of what a wonderful woman she was. Maybe they wont stop because I dont want to forget her. Who knows...maybe I am just crazy!
Until next time...
I can remember my grandmother being there as far back as I can remember. She spent the night every night, and every morning, my dad took her back home. Those nights I will never forget. She always slept in my room with me. She told me story after story of her childhood. Those never got old. I bet she told me the same stories three times every night. I felt so much comfort right there beside her. I would do anything to be able to lay next to her again, and listen to those same stories...stories about being chased by a hot dog man, or falling into a hole that she had to dig stairs just to get out...or the switches she used to get to her rear. I want so bad to hear them again. I can remember one time my parents leaving me alone with her. We kept hearing noises around the house. She would randomly yell for my dad to bring the gun to the living room so we could shoot the person that was trying to get in. Even though I was scared, all I could do was laugh.
I dont think anyone wanted me to know that she was getting sick. But I knew any way. We were sitting in the kitchen one afternoon, and Nanny started yelling for Preston to come each lunch. Preston was my Grandfather. Sadly, I never got to meet him, he died about a year before I was born. From what I hear, he was a great man, and I am very sad that I missed such a wonderful man. So even though no one told me anything, I knew. Nanny spent the last five or so years in the Nursing home. I spent a lot of time there in those five years. I got to know the ladies that worked there as well as the other elderly that lived there.
As much as I loved my grandmother and being able to visit her at her home, I want the dreams to stop. They are awful dreams. I have dreamed of that house every night this past week. I will never forget my grandmother. Maybe I will have them forever, maybe not. As bad as the dreams are, I am constantly reminded of what a wonderful woman she was. Maybe they wont stop because I dont want to forget her. Who knows...maybe I am just crazy!
Until next time...
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