Thursday, July 21, 2011

The Woes of my Son's Ears

We are on ear infection 7 of 2011. That's more than one a month. Except... oh wait... they started in March.

I've known this day was coming for a while. The doctors have warned me that he is getting them awfully quickly. Then the last one I was told, "It is summer so he shouldn't get any more. If he does, we'll have to refer him."

Well that's like coming to work and saying, "I hope nothing big happens today." You know good and well that it is going to be the worst day ever after uttering something like that.

Well the last three days with Sam have been pure hell after about 3pm. In the morning he is fine. But the night time is NOT the right time (Adam Sandler reference).

Sam has been so fussy, hard to deal with, throwing fits, refusing to say please, throwing himself on the ground, yelling, crying.... mess. For two nights in a row he didn't join us for dinner for at least 10 minutes in because he refused to say please due to him being unwilling to break away from a full blown bratty fit.

Not to mention that this week at daycare he has slept like 3 - 3 1/2 hours at nap.

Pick my jaw up off the floor... holy moly. He rarely sleeps more than 2 hours. Like we are excited when he does.

So when he started this mess I thought he might have an ear infection. But I talked myself out of it, thinking he was just growing or something.

Mama's... take note... if you think your child is sick... he is. That's just how it goes.

When I dropped him off this morning, I told Susan I thought that was what was going on. She said, "You know your child better than you think you do."

So I decided to go ahead and go in. He had an ear infection in one ear and probably one in the other but it was so full of ear wax she couldn't see.

She said she could irrigate it and look but he had one in the other ear so it doesn't really matter. I can appreciate that.

Then she busted out the "Look how many ear infections... probably should see the ENT."

Again... I knew it. I knew it was coming. And the biggest part of it is he isn't supposed to be getting them in the summer. If we don't do something now, how much fun is winter going to be?!

So... like I said on Facebook earlier... I get to be as whiny and emotional today as I damn well want to be. You know why? Because I love my son more than life itself and I don't care if 1 billion other children have done this and were fine... they aren't my child and I do not like that he even has to see another specialist... let alone have ear surgery. I'm allowed to be upset and emotional.

You think this is bad? You wait until the day of.

The Chocolate Milk Monster

True confessions of a mother that picks her battles: I give my child chocolate milk.

It started as a treat every once in a while. No joke, like maybe once or twice a month. And that is how often he was getting it about a week ago.

Well... about a week ago he was having a rough day and I thought he deserved some chocolate milk.

The next day, I'm giving him his regular milk for the morning and I leave the fridge open while pouring the glass. I turn back around to put the milk back in the fridge and my son is standing there, holding the chocolate syrup, saying, (in your best Tiny Tim voice) "Mooooooore?"

I said, "You want chocolate milk?"

He nodded his head and said, very matter of factly, "More."

Enter this morning.

I'm making his regular milk for the morning. I had left the fridge open again, was almost done, turned to close the fridge and he runs, and screams, "No, no, no, no. Mooooooreeee!" And then grabbed the chocolate syrup.


That little stinker.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Showing God's Love Always

The title might be misleading. I do not always show God's love. I try to, but human nature prevails sometimes and hateful things get said, often in a well meaning way.

Today Facebook was RAMPANT with this type of behavior. And as I said, I know everyone means well. A little precious girl was murdered and abused and no one has paid the price except for her. It is heart breaking.

But as I saw all these statuses on Facebook today about how Casey Anthony will burn in hell, and will get her judgement, and we just let murderers run free in the streets of Florida, etc. etc. etc. I just couldn't help but think, who are we to judge? And more importantly, if we are wishing this on another human being, if she really did murder her daughter, are we no better than she by wishing her death?

Why aren't we praying for her? Why aren't we wishing she would find Christ's love? Why aren't we showing her the love that she may or may not have shown her daughter? Is that not what we are called to do?

I hope this post doesn't sound pretentious. I'm not meaning to be. I just want to call attention to what all of us are guilty of at one time or another. I want us to all realize how our seemingly well comments may be received by others out there who are unfamiliar with Christ's love.

I know there is scripture in Matthew to support what I'm saying but I don't have my Bible near to find it. I may add it later. This was just on my heart to share.

ADDITIONAL SCRIPTURE EDIT

Here are the verses I was trying to reference... there are more than I bargained for :-)

Matthew 7:1-3 Do not judge others, and you will not be judged. For you will be treated as you treat others. The standard you use in judging is the standard by which you will be judged. And why worry about a speck in your friend's eye when you have a log in your own?

Hebrews 13: 1-3 Keep on loving each other as brothers and sisters. Don't forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it! Remember those in prison, as if you were there yourself. Remember those being mistreated, as if you felt their pain in your own bodies.

Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.

Romans 14:4 Who are you to condemn someone else's servants? Their own master will judge whether they stand or fall. And with the Lord's help, they will stand and receive his approval.

Romans 12:19 Dear friends, never take revenge. LEave that to the righteous anger of God. For the Scriptures say, "I will take revenge; I will pay them back," says the Lord.