{"id":658,"date":"2009-03-22T10:47:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-22T14:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/sunday-march-22-2009\/"},"modified":"2009-03-22T10:47:00","modified_gmt":"2009-03-22T14:47:00","slug":"sunday-march-22-2009","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/sunday-march-22-2009\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday March 22, 2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

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We’ve gone through 4 oz of children’s motrin, 2 of children’s tylenol, nearly the milligram equivalent of that in infants, and ounces and ounces of gatorade.  Adam still has fever.  Today is day 8.  At what point do I worry about this being something more then the flu?  And what do you say when you’re son with the temperature of 102 insists on going outside with daddy?<\/span>
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The good news is that Liam is fever free, motrin free, and tylenol free for 24 hours.  His nose is still running; but for the most part he is back to being a normal, happy baby.  And finally after two weeks of me being relegated to the base of his food pyramid, he is once again eating solids.  Or at least his version of solids.  I have never in my life seen such a gaggy baby.  <\/span>
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On Friday I was so discouraged with all the continued illness and crankiness and snot on my shoulder and whining and snot on my skirt and more neediness and baby attached to hip days.  I was tired of having clothes left in the dryer overnight getting so wrinkly they were either going to have to be re-washed or ironed more then I want to think about.  I couldn’t seem to do any task because in the ten minute segments I got, it took too much brain power for my overwhelmed body to be productive.  Not to mention, I was tired.  <\/span>

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I asked Adam what reward I could have for cleaning the kitchen and he thought I could play with him.  Reward?  For who?  Finally we decided we could go across the road to pick some forsythia.  Two days prior I was so desperate for a sign of life instead of illness I went out to the edge of the woods and picked limbs off bushes with half-grown green leaves.  At least they made me feel better.<\/span>
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Throughout the weekend there were happier moments.  Liam is smiling more.  Adam eats at least one meal a day.  David Lee totally surprised me with a dozen red roses.  I love them so much I carry them from room to room with me so I can see them all the time!  They stay in the kitchen most of the day and at night they head upstairs to our bedroom so I can see them when I’m falling asleep and wake up to the memory of how loved I am.  Best of all, David Lee was home yesterday.  Priceless gift.  <\/span>
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This afternoon I get to pick up my friend, Anita, from Ireland!  I haven’t seen her for way, way too long and it will be a very yack, yack, yack week here as we catch up on everything and solve all the world’s problems as we always do.  <\/span>
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Yesterday we got a phone call from a couple from Illinois.  They lived with us in Ireland for a week when we spent a two month stint there helping out at the mission.  Ernie and Karen impressed David Lee and I so much in our short time with them.  Both are highly intelligent, caring people.  We loved the way they used their talents and assets to help others.  Ernie has his own business and uses a mileage credit card in it.  Instead of using those miles for pleasure, they fly to different missions to help out.  And when they go to help, they help!  They arranged for their own ride to and from the airport on a bus and barely got there before Ernie wanted to change into work clothes and see the shop.  During their stay, he fixed a tool that had given trouble ever since it was purchased and Karen went around helping everyone everywhere.  In our late night talks we were fascinated with the way they lived at home, helping to care for her parents, enabling their daughter in taking care of a prison baby, being excited about their son’s vision for his life…..David Lee and I would go to bed and say, “when we grow up, let’s be like them.”  We haven’t seen them since the fall of 2005 and now they are stopping in next weekend on their way up the east coast!  So exciting!<\/span>
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The other good thing about this weekend is that today is my birthday!  It doesn’t feel like a birthday.  My mom’s wonderful birthday meal had to be postponed, I couldn’t go to church, and I’m still getting snot wiped on my shoulders.  But David Lee is grilling steaks for lunch and Adam insists on decorating a cake for me.  So, happy birthday to me and to <\/span>Freida<\/a> and anyone else who is celebrating today!<\/span>
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