by Sarah | Feb 11, 2013 | All About Family, All About Molly
On the morning of April 19th, 2005 I had only a vague knowledge of the Papal Election that was occurring.
I had an appointment with the OB that day, which held far more interest to me. At 38 weeks, that due date was fast approaching.
Much to our surprise (and excitement), the OB sent us right to the hospital. Molly hadn’t grown at all in 4 weeks and he was concerned – and I was already in (very early) early labor so we were having an induction.
I got to the hospital, got prepped and hooked up.
Turned on the TV.
And smoke.
All day long, all over the TV was the smoke in Rome and was it white? What was going on? Our Catholic nurse kept popping in to see what was happening.
Once the election was complete and the white smoke blew, that’s all that could be found. News on the new pope and who it was and where he came from and…
It infiltrated every part of the day. Our nurse would camp out in our room to watch the news. She established herself in our room most of the day until her shift ended.
Pope Benedict was a big part of Molly’s birthday, so today’s announcement of his retirement made me nostalgic and sad. While I’m not catholic, Pope Benedict XVI will always hold a special meaning to me.
I wish him peace in his remaining years.
by Sarah | Feb 9, 2013 | All About Family, All About Home, All of Us, Random
We’ve been discussing the dog idea again. Finding one that needs rescued, that needs a good home, that has an established personality that we can mesh into our family.
Not a puppy.
Not a big dog (but likely not a small one either).
Right now it’s still an idea. We have things that need done before we can think about the cost of caring for a dog.
While we continue to deliberate and weigh our decision.
We get a visitor.
My parents dog, sweet thing that she is.
We’re often her sitter.
And she always melts into the family seamlessly.
It’s a joy having her.
And we are going to soak up every moment of the next two weeks.
Maybe our decision will be made.
by Sarah | Feb 8, 2013 | All About Denver, Random, The Teenager
We’ve known for years the kid was smart.
If we forget, he reminds us (teenagers, right?).
He has the lofty goal of being a doctor at Riley Hospital (Preferably a pulmonologist, but he’s not limiting himself).
It’s a goal he can reach bringing home an A+ in biology.
But then when you breakdown the grades and look at where he’s acing & where he’s slacking…
I realize the kid is just like me.
He doesn’t do homework.
He skates by with test grades & labs.
Just like I used to.
He keeps that up and the A+ could drop fast.
I know from experience.
Not that he wants to hear it.
Teenagers.
~sigh~
by Sarah | Feb 7, 2013 | Crap, Random
To think – I used to dream of the days I’d have little girls.
I forgot that they meant this sort of thing.
The gifts of an unusual sort.
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“Here Mommy. For you.”
A half-naked, psuedo-Barbie with pink hair.
I feel so very loved.
by Sarah | Feb 5, 2013 | Crap, Random
I don’t do Valentine’s Day.
In a relationship, happily married…I just don’t care.
Some might call it a carry over from my single & angry days…but it’s not.
I’ve never been a fan.
Erik, bless his heart, didn’t believe me when we were dating. A huge bouquet of flowers arrived at my work on Valentine’s day.
But to be honest, I preferred the bouquets (small or large) that came without reason. Without a ‘holiday’ telling him to man-up.
The single flower just because.
A pop he brought home because he was just thinking of me and knows of my addiction love enjoyment of the fountain drink.
Over time Erik got the picture, with my repeated sincere assurances that the last thing I wanted was something on Valentine’s Day. I didn’t want him to spend 3X as much on gift because someone decided that was the day it had to happen.
We’re married. We love each other. He shows me in a thousand little ways. With his constant support for my writing, for my blog, for whatever I put my mind to.
I don’t need platitudes, but I get offered words of thanks and appreciation sporadically in random moments and in serious moments.
Those are what I need.
Those are what I want.
Knowing I’m loved.
Appreciated.
Supported.
THAT is my Valentine’s Day. Every Day.
Not one day in the middle of February.
Every. Day.
by Sarah | Feb 4, 2013 | All About Me, All of Us, Crap, Random
I carefully avoided those year-end wrap-ups.
The stigma of “resolutions.”
But still…
As 2013 burgeons and develops…
With ugly, nasty January a moment in the past…
With so many things looming in the coming months…
A son 6 months away from a learners permit.
A novel I wrote releasing in 4 days.
A husband that is learning new ways to handle his bi-polar/depression.
Girls that are turning into real little people with tons of attitude.
I have to believe…
And say…
That for 2013 there is only one word that fits.
Change.
On the morning of April 19th, 2005 I had only a vague knowledge of the Papal Election that was occurring.
