Sometimes You Have to Laugh

Sometimes you have to laugh at life.  We all joke about "Murphy", but really, it's just life--ups and downs, highs and lows.

Lately, as you've seen on my blog, I've had quite a few moments that weren't quite on the up side.  Today was no exception.  (Before you stop reading thinking I'm just going to complain again, there were many positives today, and I'll tell you about those too!)

I mentioned how Ryan had a bloody nose last night at bedtime.  He had another one in the middle of the night.  Then after his nap today he had another one.  That's 3 in 18 hours.  Also, if you combine the bloody noses with his cold, cough, throat pain, and light sensitivity something definitely seemed to be up.  My in-laws are visiting right now, and my mother-in-law thought maybe it could be a sinus infection and that Ryan should be seen.  I dreaded going to the urgent care on post with the possibility of waiting forever and it just being a cold.  I decided to take Ryan to the Take Care Clinic as Walgreens.  I realize I'll probably foot the bill for this, but the time savings was worth it.

We were seen right away.  I'll spare you all the details, but Ryan has an ear infection, allergies to something, bronchitis, and inflammation of his sinuses and chest.  Oh and they hear a heart murmur.  He had a breathing treatment there, and he's on 4 different medications now.  (Many of which they told me could make him hyper...Great, just what my high energy 3 year old needs ;)  I was really happy with my visit and will follow up with his primary care physician.

So that is 3 days in a row of challenges.  But as I said, this is life with highs and lows.  There were some good things today too.  I got my hair cut, and I am very happy with it.  I got a pedicure done, which was a nice treat, and I love the color.  My in-laws being here during some of these difficult times has really helped me out tremendously.  Pat called this morning and said he's coming home with his unit instead of later.

The two best moments of the day though just happened late this evening.  I had been so busy today that I didn't get much time with Sean.  I was rocking him before bed and he was resting on my chest babbling away.  Then he changed his babbling to say "mama, mama, mamama..." on and on in a singsong like way.  He probably wasn't meaning me with his "mama" song, but I like to think in someway it was about me.  It made me smile and really picked my spirits up.  

The other favorite part of the day was right after I put Ryan to bed.  He came back out and asked me to cuddle him.  Now you have to realize cuddling for Ryan means laying next to him and not touching him at all.  But being able to lay next to my little boy watching him drift off to sleep and listening to him breathe was absolute peace and joy.

If all my days end sharing moments of love with my little boys, I can take on anything that life throws my way.