Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.Ok, this is my first attempt at the "Not me!'s".... So bare with me...This could get ugly..LOLI did NOT find out the hard way, that moms should never jump on a trampoline without first doing many hours of kegels....nope. Not me!
I would never let my child jump on the trampoline after eating dinner, and then let him stay home from school, because I couldn't figure out why he threw up in the wee hours of the morning....nope. Not me..
And I absolutely know, I did not tell my son, as he was getting out of the shower, asking for his unders (underwear), that "I will be right there", then turned to my daughter, "can you get Noah's underwear out of the dryer, and take them to him?"...not me..
And, I NEVER type something real quick, and save it as a 'draft' for that day, so that it looks like I post everyday, like a good blogger mom should...nope. NOT ME!!
***Warning, TMI... joys of motherhood***
Wednesday night, we ate kind of late, because of Kaitlynn's lamb meeting. Well, after dinner, and it being my first day off, since we got the trampoline put up, we all headed outside to play! A few butt bounces, and laughs later, it was time to call it a night.
Fast forward to 4:30 am, something came crashing into my room and straight to the bathroom. All I hear is splat, splat, splat.... love that in the wee hours of the morning!
So that brings us to.....
RULE #1
NO jumping on the trampoline after eating!
I can only ascertain that this was the cause of Noah redecorating my bathroom with the previous night's dinner, and having to stay home from school, because he never got a stomach ache, or diarrhea. (I warned you)
And this was where I was thanking God for the inventor of latex gloves!! If you know Noah, he can put away a massive amount of food, and still be hungry. Well, I drew the line at 8 Jack-in-the-Box tacos, and a hot dog...
So you can only imagine what I had to clean up.... ugh! And it was every where... This is one of those moments when you ask yourself... "can't we just move?"
I just want to say a quick, THANK GOD for latex (or the latex free version) gloves!!!!I'll explain later, gotta go pick up Mrs. Keefe.. runnin' late..
**Warning, some of this may include moments of TMI, and may offend some..but I really don't mean, too***Whenever SBS is brought back to my attention, I have moments (sometimes days) of reflection. Driving home from work yesterday, I broke down. Actually sobbed... not sure when the last time I did that... maybe a few months ago? Anyway, what was going through my mind, is what is going on right this minute with Noah W's parents. I remember those moments. I remember the endless praying, and hopelessness. Having SO many people for support, but still feeling completely alone. Then, what made me cry the hardest was the question I posed to myself..... What did I do to deserve the miraculous outcome of my Noah's shaking? Other parents, more faithful than I, married in the eyes of the Lord, who live by His law, have children that have SEVERE disabilities resulting from their shaking. IF they lived at all....I had Noah, out of wedlock, considered having an abortion (this was very short lived, but still I considered it), and I failed to protect my sweet baby from something so preventable! I had no hand in his injuries, but I was entrusted to care for and protect this baby, and I failed! Then, I couldn't even admit to my "failure", because CPS would take it the wrong way. My meaning was, that as a mom, you never want your children to feel pain, heartache, or fear. And you would trade places with them without a second thought. THEIR (CPS) meaning was... So, you knew this could happen, and you left him to go to work anyway?My only answer to my question was... Noah was special enough, HE thought Noah was special enough to heal him, and didn't punish him for having an imperfect mom... Sometimes (ok, daily) Noah is a challenge... some days are WAY better than others, but I can't tell you how THANKFUL I am that schooling is our biggest challenge. Thankful to my Heavenly Father... How many unacknowledged blessings I have received... the number is enumerable... I am thankful for my home, my car that is still running great, my kids (no matter what they do), my job, and my family and friends (I miss my friends)... time slips by too fast, and I feel like I am always trying to reach out to reconnect to people, only to have nothing come of it.Sorry, just a lot on my mind lately....
Recently, we have had a lot of people visiting our SBS webpage about Noah. Well, it seemed odd to me that we had such in influx of visitors, specifically searching for "Noah, SBS". Well, I did my own search, and found out why.....Little 5 month old Noah Whitmer, was shaken April 20, 2009, and is fighting for his life. Please pray for him.http://www.noahsroad.com/
