Sunday, August 31, 2008

I promised some pictures and so here are a few. They are old but still cute. I'll post more shortly. We had a rough day today with the storms. Melody wasn't happy and was winey and threw fits all day long. Hopefully, as the storms clear out she gets happier.



See how big I am.















Melody loves having her picture taken


















My binkie baby at the zoo (old picture)

Friday, August 22, 2008

And the rain came

Melody always seems to suprise me. I don't know why. Nothing from her should suprise me anymore. She has always been very strong, smart, compassionate and a bit "bipolar". At 4 years old now she says and does the most profound things.

Last night I got ill. I was laying in bed unable to move too much when she came bounding in with a look of concern etched on her face. She climbed into my bed and put her head on my chest and said "Mom, please don't go to the hospital. I don't like it when you go there." I had not said anything to her about how ill I was or what I was trying to do to get my strength up. I assured her I wouldn't go and that I was fine. I then proceeded to tickle her to try to make her feel better. She gave me a huge hug and as she left the room she turned back and asked "Promise?" I told her that I didn't want to go to the hospital and she was ok with that. After she left the room I cried. I cried remembering how grown up this little girl was just over a year and a half ago when I was extremely ill and hospitalized after my 2nd abdominal surgery in 6 weeks. She came bravely into my room with her daddy and helped take care of me. She allowed the nurses to help her take my vitals and give me my shots that night. The dear nurses then helped her climb around my tubes into my bed, wrapped her up in blankets, and brought her in a popsicle. She was quite upset with those nurses that they wouldn't bring her mom in one too. I think I healed so much that night under her care and watchful eye.

I cried again as I climbed into my friend's car aware of the fact I had told her I did not want to go to the hospital and was not going to go and now was breaking a promise to my little one by heading to the hospital. I did make sure I was home before she woke up, had the hospital bracelet cut off and the bandages off before I climbed in bed and fell asleep and I had made sure she was asleep before I left for the hospital. What will I do if there is a next time? I don't know how to make it easier on her. Any thoughts anyone?

Monday, August 18, 2008

And on the 2nd day.....

Well, I didn't think I would have anything to tell today but Melody suprised me and gave me another funny story to blog about. I left Melody at Michelle's house while I went to work for a bit today. When I spoke with Michelle a bit later she told me that Melody was being really good except for the one incident. Upon inquiry I found out that Jaxon + Melody + shaken up cans of soda + big rock = soda can projectiles. When I arrived at Michelle's and asked Jaxon about the soda and rocks he explained to me that the last can was the best. Apparently, the spray of pressurized soda launched the soda can through the bushes. What a mess they made. I wish my sister would have gotten a picture.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

In the beginning.....

Well, I've gone and done it.... yep.... set up a blog. I'm doing this for a few reasons.

1. To tell everyone the stories of the crazy things Melody does.
2. To keep everyone informed... of what, I don't know.
3. To help my sister, Michelle, with hers. If I can figure all of this out then I can teach her.
4. Some sanity?

Let me set up a bit just in case you come upon my blog and don't know who I am. My name is Stacey. I have a daugher named Melody and a husband named Joe. I will add pictures, etc. as I go as it is to late tonight to do that.

I should tell you that today Melody and Michelle's son, Jaxon, got in a wee bit of trouble. It is nothing unusual for the two of them to find something distructive to do with their time. Anyway, my sister's kids turned on the hose and I asked them to turn it off, but by then, it was too late. There was a mud puddle being made larger by the sweet little ones and their wet form of entertainment. They reluctantly listened to their dear auntie and turned off the hose. All of the kids came in the house and sat on the couch except the two little angels. When everyone was in the house, Jaxon and Melody proceeded to noisly "wash" the windows with the mud. I think I came to appreciate today why I sleep with one eye open and it has nothing to do with fear from the outside world.