What the Heck was That?

What the Heck was That?

That, ladies and gents, was a Monday.  :-(  I could tell you how Damian was miserable and couldn't be put down all day, how the others could sense my vulnerability and dove in for the kill with obstinate "make me" attitudes, but I better just do this:

Say THANK YOU! to you all for praying for us.  (Taking each moment at a time, and trying not to wonder, worry and be anxious ... trying!  Jesus, help me!)   And focusing on the good points of the day like:

The boys laughing hysterically when they found these little toys and remembered how I found Leonardo sleeping last week ...

Maybe the super heroes are protecting his brain?


And the-oh-so-funny continual joke that "daddy" began and the boys just can't let go...

If you don't get it, just think about what someone could say if they saw that on the ground ... and pretend you are a 6 year old boy.
Oh sure! Laugh away!  It's not so funny the 50th time you step on it and almost twist your ankle! ;-)

And that's all I got - it's been a h-ll of a day and baby Damian is still not well, but sleeping on daddy right now so I can have a little time alone.  I'm not sleeping well - so if you could pray for one specific thing, please pray that he sleeps in longer stretches through the night.  The lack of continuous sleep is making me a little delirious and it makes it more challenging to deal and cope with things...

Damian actually goes in for his 4 month check up tomorrow morning - not that they can do anything about the flairs and fever (the pediatrician already informed me that that was not her field and only a specialist could help with that).  That appointment is set in mid-November.  Hopefully we will have the genetic test results back by then!

Good night!

a punch to your shoulder,

the Martins