Today is a very special day...
today is the birthday of my littlest...
my son...
my little guy...
my constant companion...
who is completely pampered and loved on my his 3 big sisters...
he has it so good!!
After celebrating for the past two months his sisters birthdays...
it's finally his!!!
{Country Living }
We've been celebrating all week
because really birthdays should be celebrated more than one day...
this morning was cake making day!
All he wanted to do was frost his own cake and have his Lego friends climb all over it!!!
It was PerFection!!!
Watching his little hand swirl the frosting...
scooping it onto his plastic knife...
licking a finger or two
I sat
I watched
I marveled!
I soaked it all up....
the Joy he was having frosting HIS CaKe!!!
As we were in full party prep mode
the phone rang...
caller ID announced my girls school calling
As I went to answer the phone thoughts of...
why are they calling...
they all left for school feeling great
recalling last nights events of the Talent Show
their performances
their accomplishments!
Wondering what it could be
was quickly shattered
with
"Please don't panic...
this is Mrs. B. the school nurse
I have "G" {my 7 year old}
in my office
and her arm is definitely broken.....
Do you want us to call the ambulance or do you want to transport her to the Emergency room....
with words of
I'm on my way flying out my mouth
I grabbed my birthday boy
keys
purse
and flew out the door...
with a racing heart
speed dialed my emergency support friend who is always there when needed
what would we do without our go to friends
who pick up the phone and come when you call
to help gather my other girls from school
I dashed to their school
ran into the school office
see my daughter stretched out on the medical table
it took one look for me to know
the untrained medical professional that I am told me what they said...
it's broken...
it's not shaped the way an arm should be shaped
I wanted to gasp out load
I wanted to cry
but somewhere with in me I pulled it together for my daughter
for my son who had the same stricken look on his face
I gathered her up
placed her into the car
and made it one block down to the Hospital
tonight we are home
we opened presents
we ate my birthday boy's perfect cake
trying desperately to make a little girl comfortable
she's been wrapped,
we have to till morning
to head to the Orthopedics office to take more x-rays and hopefully cast her very broken arm.
Tonight I hover over my chickadees
I sit by her side
I whisper happy birthday to a sleeping boy's ear
I wait to see the sun
when I worry I plan
I've made big promises for a weekend of cakes
balloons,
more party hats!
motherhood...
from cake baking to emergency room visits
to cake eating
present wrapping
pillow propping
medicine giving
holding a crying child
feeling their pain
celebrating their joy
standing on the sidelines and cheering their accomplishments
lots and lots of praying
motherhood
it's what we do.
xo,
thank goodness for ice, mint and limes...
combine all those ingredients into my new favorite beverage jars I picked up while dashing into to Starbucks and I'm smiling...
