Isn’t it amazing how small things can hold great comfort?
Today I am home with my youngest. She started running a fever in the night and woke up this morning feeling even worse. I just scrubbed puke out of the carpet…
However, now we are snuggling on the couch. Curious George is on the TV, there’s a bucket next to me, and we are snuggling under a quilt that has been dubbed “Grandmas Pants”.
It is this heavy and cozy quilt made of old polyester pants my husbands Grandma made for him more than 20 years ago. Whenever anyone in our home is not feeling well they automatically choose this quilt to snuggle under.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get the opportunity to really know his grandma, she had end stages of dementia when we got married and she passed away a few days after our oldest was born. Knowing her children and grandchildren though I can almost guarantee that she would be happy that it provides comfort when we are feeling down.
So here is to a day snuggled on the couch with my little girl in her footie pajamas, with a cup of coffee in my hand and feeling cozy under Grandmas Pants!
What are some things you find comfort in when you don’t feel well?
Very few moments in life will change you like the birth of a child.
The birth of these 2 was no different!
Luke Frank was born May 2, 2009. I was sitting in the chair 30 weeks pregnant watching Spiderman 3 when my water broke. 3 hours later Luke was born via emergency C-section. Because he was so little and our local hospital didn’t have a NICU, he was transported via helicopter to the NICU 2 hours away. I was put out under general anesthesia so they brought him by my recovery bed and I touched his little hand in the box on his way to the helicopter.
First time holding Luke at 8 days old.
We were separated for a few days and I met him 36 hours later. He spent 5 days on a ventilator, 3 weeks on a CPAP and 1 week using a nasal cannula. 5 weeks after birth we brought him home! There were a few early challenges but we have been SO blessed that he is a bright, happy, and healthy child.
Having a baby is a busy time in every family’s life. Having a NICU baby during planting season here on the farm was a blur!
Faith Frances was born May 3, 2012. Our last but not least! Her birth forever changed me and the course of our family. (Backstory Grace-birth number 2 was a natural regular birth)
I had been in labor on an off for 10 days. Even my doctor couldn’t believe I was still pregnant!
Faith Frances 1 day old.
Finally my water broke at 6:30 in the morning and we were on our way to the hospital. My body was having a hard time remembering how to do the whole giving birth thing and just as things were getting exciting we had another emergency on our hands. My uterus ruptured and Faith and I were both in danger of not making it out of this process alive. For the 2nd time in my life I was being run down the hallway of the hospital for another emergency C-section.
By the grace of God my doctor was just outside my room door when it happened and the amazing staff took swift action. I woke up to a healthy baby girl who had no lasting effects. I was advised that having more children was not an option for us and after much prayer, a second opinion and a lot of tears we agreed that giving birth to more children was a dangerous idea. It was a tough decision for a woman that has always wanted a big family but it was the right one for us.
We brought Faith home to a house with 3 children under the age of 3 with the farm half done planting corn. It was a wild time in our lives. Wait, who am I kidding? It still is!