As you may have realized, our family celebrates a lot of birthdays this time of year.
Today we celebrated our son Mike’s birthday. He is the oldest of our two sons. He is a kind soul, an awesome son, husband and father.
Mike was born on Holy Thursday 38 years ago. His birth was truly a miracle for his Dad and I. We had a difficult time conceiving him. One day after confiding to my Mom, she suggested I begin a Novena to St. Theresa. She told me that if my prayer was to be answered I would receive a rose.
I began the Novena several days later. I told no one about it, not even my husband. A short time after I completed the Novena, a young girl whom neither my husband nor I knew came skipping down our sidewalk. She had a rose in her hand and tossed it in our yard. My husband picked up the rose and brought it to me. He asked me if I knew who the girl was. We hadn’t recognized her as being one of the neighborhood children.
A few weeks later we learned that we were expecting! It was a joyous but scary time. Being pregnant thirty-eight years ago with diabetes was a little complicated. I had several hospital visits due to highs and lows. Fortunately I was blessed with great doctors who followed me closely and were proactive with my care.
Six weeks prior to my May due date, I was admitted back into the hospital. It was getting harder to control my blood sugar. The c-section was scheduled the day after I was admitted. We had a healthy baby boy and I suffered no further complications.
The fact that our son was born during Holy Week spoke volumes to me. I still pray to St. Theresa every day. Our son was a gift from God and a true blessing to us. He was the start of our beautiful family. Happy Birthday Son!
Tomorrow our grand daughter Emma will be celebrating her 10th birthday! She is the oldest of our five grandchildren.
She lives ten hours away from us by car and and two hours by plane. But we are lucky to be able to make frequent visits out there. We talk by phone several times a week and she fills us in on what’s going on in her life.
I can still remember the night she was born. We had our bags packed for days so we would be ready to leave at a moments notice. Our son called us around 10PM on April 8, 2004. He told this was it! Our daughter-in-law Jen was in labor.
I called our son Mike who lives nearby to let him know we were on our way. My husband and I packed a few last minute items and we were on our way. We drove through the night. We only stopped for gas and a few coffee breaks.
Our son Brian called us frequently with status updates. Around 3AM he called us to let us know his daughter had arrived. She and her Mom were doing fine. I could hear the happiness in his voice.
We arrived around 8AM that morning. When I held her in my arms for the first time , it made me realize what a wonderful life this is. She was so perfect.
She is a smart, beautiful young lady. She is full of love, laughter and kindness.
Happy Birthday sweet Emma. Always stay as sweet as you are! Pop Pop and I love you very much!
The meaning of the name Zoey is: Life.
Our beautiful granddaughter Zoey celebrated her 2nd birthday yesterday. Her name suits her. She is full of life.
Her giggles make you smile. When she wraps her little fingers around your hand it melts your heart. She is beginning to use her words more and more each day. It is so much fun watching her try to imitate her big brother.
She will get anything she wants from her Dad and Pop Pop in the coming years. That tilt of her head and little grin will serve her well.
As I watch her grow it makes me appreciate how precious and beautiful life is. We are truly blessed to have this little girl in our lives. Happy Birthday Zoey!
Since the New Year I have been scheduling all my doctor visits. The next one is scheduled for tomorrow and it’s a good one…Colonosccopy!
The prep started this morning with a liquid diet. This type of diet proves to be difficult when you have diabetes. Managing my blood sugar is a little tricky! However it’s not as tricky as not being able to have my morning cup of coffee.
It reminds me how our grandchildren must feel when we tell them they can’t have something. Of course they want it even more. Can’t say that I blame them…I sure would like that cup of coffee😞
I just took my first dose of the prep and it was pretty nasty. Not quite as bad as my hubby made it look when he did it before his procedure a couple weeks ago, but nasty. Next dose is at 10:00PM…yummy!
I’m going to keep my eye on the ball and pray for good test results tomorrow morning and a really big breakfast!
With the frigid cold temperatures outside, sometimes keeping our grandchildren amused can be challenging.
Although plopping ourselves in front of the television is appealing, we can only watch so many episodes of the shows on Nick Jr.
My grandson asked if we could make a paper airplane! What a brilliant idea. Of course I couldn’t remember how to make one. I must admit it’s been awhile. Thank goodness for You Tube, there you can learn to do just about anything.
Before long we were like two pros. We watched our planes fly around the house. I watched my grandson get so excited over the distance his plane could fly. Who would have thought that a piece of paper could bring so much joy.
Today reminded me that it doesn’t matter how much money you spend on toys for your kids or grandkids. It’s the time you spend together that’s important.
Last week we had a new sofa delivered. After months of waiting it finally arrived.
My friend and fellow blogger Lily, @lookinginwardwithlily,convinced me I should write about my old sofa. At first I thought that was silly but then I decided she may be right.
Although furniture, houses, cars, etc. don’t have feelings, they hold a lot of memories for us. I remember how sad I was when we sold our old Chevy Astro van because we had so many good times with our boys with that van. Camping trips, vacations, shopping trips, sporting events. The list goes on.
I remember all the relatives and friends who have made themselves comfortable on that old sofa. I remember all the laughs and tears that have been shed on that sofa. I remember sitting on that sofa with my husband talking about our future and about how blessed we are in our lives.
I thought about how our granddaughter Emma always enjoyed standing on the sofa to play with the knick knacks I have on the shelf behind it when she was a toddler. Her brother, sister and cousins do the same thing.
Our grandson Garrett and Granddaughter Zoey spent many hours on that sofa playing with our iPhones and iPads. And course it was always the perfect spot for them (and their Pop Pop) to take their afternoon naps together.
Yes, that old sofa holds a lot of memories for us. I hope the new sofa will give us a new set of memories.