Dear Children, some days are so hard for you and I wish I could take it all away. I think it helps when we can do things by our selves sometimes and feel like our own family. Dear B&A, thanks for having us over for dinner, it was fun to visit and dinner was yummy. You are looking very cute with your preggo tummy. Dear Kade, my poor little boy you were so worried and anxious about having surgery to remove two scary moles(and I was even more so about you being put under)nothing really calmed you until they gave you verced(sp)the forgetting drug. The only problem is all you remember is how you felt before you took it which was scared. It all went well and you ended up with one open circle and five stitches to heal, now the problem is getting you to follow Dr.s orders so it can heal properly. This has proved to be impossible. Dear Phoenix Children's Hospital, walking in your halls and being in your rooms with my little boy brought a flood of bad memories. I was sick to my stomach and on the verge of tears with emotion all day. Anyone who has had a very sick child can understand those feeling that never seem to go away. And sitting there alone just like all of the other times. On the other hand I am extremely grateful that you are there when I need you and so thankful we have such good Dr.s. Dear B&D, thank you for watching my girls so that at least one part of my mind was at ease. If you think it's hard to convince a lawyer you should try convincing the lawyers wife, your hourly rates are way too low especially when there are damages to claim. Dear Basketball Practice, you stink. The only place to sit is the floor with three very bored girls. And I do believe you are against Dr.s orders. Dear Parenting, so much of the time I am left having no idea what to do. And I hate that I have to do it alone. Dear Ric, I'm glad you had a good birthday. Dear Self, I pretty much feel like I am drowning most of the time. I know I have to keep doing all of the important things that are supposed to help and then wait on the Lord. Some days the heartache feels so unbearable I am waiting to make it over that hill that I am pretending is there.
