A BOY IS

TRUTH with dirt on his face,

BEAUTY with a cut on his finger,

WISDOM with bubble gum in his hair,

and theHOPE of the future with a
frog in his pocket.

LITTLE GIRLS

Little girls are made of daisies and butterflies and soft kitty cat purrs

And all the precious memories of times that once were.

Little girls are made of angel's wings and giggles and a firefly's glow

And all the happy feelings, deep inside, that we all know.

Little girls are made of cinnamon and bubbles and fancy white pearls

And snowflakes and rainbows and ballerina twirls.

Little girls are made of sunshine and cupcakes and fresh morning dew,

And these are the reasons, little one, why everyone loves you.

Author: Karen Barnes



Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Shots

Too many shots...

One with a dull needle, leaves a big bruise and the meds lump under the skin so you have to rub an already painful spot to disperse them... I told the nurse, "yes, that's common we hear that alot." she says. Really? That mean manufacturer!!! Like this isn't painful and stressful enough!

Today I had fear struck in me. I hate, like really hate needles. THe biggest needle of my life was stuck in my belly for amniotic fluid when I was pregnant with Justin to check his lung development. Know what happened - blood came up the needle instead and his heart beat plummeted and we had an emergency c-section. Today... they told me my right ovary is hiding and they may have to stick a needle through my stomach instead of through my cervix to get to my ovaries. "You won't feel a thing, we will have you sleeping through the whole thing." says the nurse. Great!! More to stress about :(

This is almost like childbirth, you have your baby and forget about all the pain - so of course you will have another baby. This is you get pregnant and forget about all the shots and all the Dr visits with the constant internal checks, the surgery, the stress, the hormones that make you a crazy woman... Of course the beautiful baby in the end makes everything bearable - but can we skip this part and put the baby in my arms tomorrow. Ohhh, for a magic wand.

1 comment:

Heidi said...

Hang in there, Kristi. I know those shots must be horrible. Let me know as soon as the big day is scheduled, so I can be ready to help with Justin or whatever you need. (I'm doing all the driving for a while after that, right?)