Sweet Tiny Blessings

Smarty Pants

Yesterday, Baby C turned 4 months old!  It seems more like 7 to Chad and I.  Maybe it was those 28 days she spent in the hospital that felt like eternity.  Despite being hospitalized, tied down to IV’s and having to be on antibiotics for so long, Baby C amazes me every day.  

Baby C’s PICC line

Even though the doctors were afraid she may have delays or disabilities, she has proven them wrong.  She is healthy and happy.  She will give anyone a BIG smile whenever they talk to her (such a little flirt), she rolls over like nobody’s business.  AND SHE IS READING . . .
Baby C reading her favorite book, Winnie the Pooh

The Art of Sleeping

How do you get Baby C to sleep?  Just lay her in her daddy’s arms.
Just a couple of weeks old
Comforting Baby C before her MRI
Relaxing in her new home
Just being stinkin’ cute
At the beach
Snuggly in her jammies

How do your sweet tiny blessings like to sleep?

Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.Where there is hatred, let me sow love.Where there is injury, pardon.Where there is doubt, faith.Where there is despair, hope.Where there is darkness, light.Where there is sadness, joy.O Divine Master,grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;to be understood, as to understand;to be loved, as to love.For it is in giving that we receive.It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.Amen.
This prayer brings so much comfort to me.  I used to say it every day when I was in high school.  I can’t wait to share it with Baby C.  Do you have a special prayer that you share with your sweet tiny blessings?

The Pacifier! Love it or Hate it?

Before I became a part of the motherhood club, I tended to judge other mommies and their childrearing choices (especially since I was a teacher).  I often said to myself, “I will NEVER do that.”  And giving my baby a pacifier was one of them.

There were a couple reasons why I decided Baby C would NOT have a pacifier.  I didn’t want her addicted to a pacifier until she was in high school.  And I read that pacifiers delay communication development.  But those of you who know Baby C, you know that communication is not a problem.  She’s a talker!

Then my sweet tiny blessing was born . . .

The only thing that seems to calm her down after all else fails, is the pacifier, or what we like to call, her paci.  It is our lifesaver.

And then comes bedtime.  If that paci falls out of her mouth before she is asleep, you bet she will cry for it.  And it always seems to happen just as I get comfy in bed and I’m about to fall asleep.

I can’t wait until she finds her thumb.

Do your sweet tiny blessings use a pacifier?  Love it or Hate it?

St. Teresa’s Prayer

May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that
has been given to you….
May you be content knowing you are a child of God….
Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.

What not to Expect when you are Unexpectedly Expecting

The day I found out I was expecting, I was in tears.  I wasn’t ready to be a mommy.  My husband had just left for Iraq.  How was I going to handle pregnancy without him?  And how was I going to tell him?  Through Instant Message, of course!

Jump ahead 9 months later, it was time to have a baby girl.  The delivery seemed to go pretty smoothly.  There was nothing too out of the ordinary.

Like many new moms, I was having trouble breastfeeding.  Baby C kept losing weight and I was forced to supplement.

Three weeks later, I was admitted back into the hospital and separated from my baby girl.  Turns out, I had placenta left inside of me (that explains the breastfeeding issue).  After the D&C procedure, I returned back to my hospital room where my symptoms worsened.  (I’ll spare you the gory details.)  I was diagnosed with an E.Coli Infection.

After being hooked up to machines, attached to I.V.’s, and having a nurse tend to my bathroom emergencies, I remember thinking, “things can’t possibly get any worse.”

Well, I was so wrong!  Two days later, my mom and mother-in-law came into my room with tears.  That’s when I found out the unexpected.  My baby girl was admitted into the hospital with Bacterial Spinal Meningitis from Salmonella.  *Insert loud scream here.

Fast forward through all the fears, tears, pain, guilt and prayers . . . Baby C is my Sweet Tiny Blessing!  

Who is your sweet tiny blessing?

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