|Okay, so it's bedtime. And all three boys are|
putting it off as looong as possible.
These two love hanging out and playing
with Aaron in his bed.
We've been coasting along really nicely for quite a while. He alarms, I ignore it. He alarms again, I send someone to check (or ignore it!) on him. A third time, I might get up and go in. And he'll be laughing at me, or blowing raspberries, or something else silly.
But not now. Now he alarms and if I don't go check myself, I at least sit up quickly and listen to whatever is said in his room. And I ask, "what's he doing?" "How are his sats?" "Is it a good wave pattern?" Yep, we're back on high alert again. Dang pulmonary hypertension.
And I'm having "those talks" with him again. The "I'm not done" talk. The "you get to go to school next year, and it's soooo cool over there, I went and checked it out" talk. You know, inspiring him to work harder on those lungs, open them up, let the blood flow through kind of thing.
Tomorrow, David leaves the MTC (missionary training center) for the Oregon Portland mission. In just over six weeks, Mary will leave. I miss David, a lot, and I'll miss my Mary, too. But where a lot of moms are really torn up about their kids leaving, it hasn't been that way for me. I've been trying to figure it out because, yeah, once again, I'm the weird one. No, no one has told me that, but I know from what others say, my reaction is outside the norm. I was talking with Deborah about it yesterday and she pointed out that this was a "different kind of good-by." See, it was just three years ago yesterday that we met Dr. F at Maternal Fetal Medicine (MFM). She told us she was almost certain that our baby had something called Trisomy 18. It was a knife right to my heart. I had researched his anomalies (I don't like the word "defects") and knew that was a possibility. When she said that, something confirmed to me that she was right. I knew it then. And I knew the odds.
|Oldest sister and 2nd oldest|
brother (#1 & #4 in our house).
|Hanging with two of his "big kids"|
at the ballroom comp yesterday