Afternoon Naps…

There is something special about taking a rest and drifting off to a peaceful place in the middle of a hot sunny afternoon. The fans were drowning out kid noises and someone turned out the light and closed the door, while mama tried to grab a few extra zzzz’s. I have been making it until mid afternoon and then my head aches and longs for sleep.

I was thankful for a do nothing day that afforded me some quiet time to retreat to my room. My sanctuary, albeit littered with kids toys and reminders that lovely little people live here, when I need some time just to step away. Even if that sleep ended in someone turning on the light and jumping on the bed just to see if I was awake (he’s 5 and I love him and we had a good snuggle).

Pain is nothing new. Having been in pain for the better part of the last 10 years with one thing or another, I can handle it, most of the time. This time, I just wish I knew what was causing the pain, the lumps, the headaches, and the fatigue. It has been a little over a month since I first went to the clinic complaining of lumps in my head and neck (on the right side only) and I don’t feel like I am very much farther ahead than when I started.

I am no closer to answers, but I have an ultrasound booked for next week. I have no idea what they do when they ultrasound your head (clue a girl in here). I have had baby belly ultrasounds before, so I assume it is similar, but that is all I have to go on. At least I don’t have to drink crazy amounts of water and hold my pee (being thankful for what I can).

At the end of August is when I go to see the ear, nose, and throat specialist. I wish it was not so far away. If I don’t get some relief soon, I might have to start being a squeaky wheel. I almost wrote squawky wheel – that might work too. If you know me at all, you know that I am good at being squeaky when I need to be. It is really hard to focus and accomplish anything when all I want to do is curl up in my room and have a nap to make the pain go away. And yes, I do have pain meds, but they wear off.

We are entering our birthday season around here which will be a wonderful distraction. Does every family have a birthday season, or just us? We start the end of July and the song goes like this – Moses, Jonah, Our anniversary, Grandpa, Auntie, Malachi, Grandma, and Cousin – finishing up on August 24th. It is a busy month. Then September, October, November are event free around here.

Another wonderful distraction will be family visiting from the US next week. We only get to see them once or twice a year and we love our time together (well, I really do, I can’t speak for them – I really hope they enjoy their visits with us). There will be 15 of us staying in our place for 5 days. Call me crazy, but I am actually very excited at having wall to wall people around here.

There is no shortage of things to be doing around here: like finishing up some client work, working on graphics for some special projects (I’m learning new skills), doing taxes (for last year, yeah, don’t shoot me), ordering homeschool curriculum (just a little behind here, come on, give me a break, I have had a headache), and the usual, daily, keeping up with a big family, kind of stuff.

Thanks for listening to me share my heart and whine just a bit. I do try to keep things positive around here, but dealing with the lumps in my head, and whatever they are, is a bit consuming for me right now and I need to be able to share those things (and how wonderfully refreshing afternoon naps are) with you.

We do appreciate your prayers.

Our Bedtime Song

I stayed up late to work. Yes, I know I should be sleeping. My daughter should be sleeping too.

We heard these weird cries that almost sounded like cats mating outside. Please don’t tell Hosanna that her agitated late night cries sound like cats in heat. That wouldn’t be very nice.

Well, anyways… we were in the living room and we kept hearing these weird noises. We couldn’t figure out if it was coming from upstairs or outside. Jonah went upstairs and left the hall light on in case she was having nightmares. He came back down and got settled back to work, but then we heard it again.

We discovered it was Hosanna.

Not sure what her problem is tonight, except maybe that she had a bad dream or mayonnaise?  It does have eggs in it and she has been reacting to eggs again lately. Anyways, Jonah brought her downstairs to sleep on the couch. Which brings me to why I am writing this post.

History –> When I was preparing to wean the twins (forever ago), I made up this medley of songs to sing as they were going to bed. It was a big help. Only problem is they demand it almost every night. I have to sing over and over until they fall asleep. Except on the nights when they tell me, “No song.” They only do that because they know that they will fall asleep right away. Seriously. We always joke that we need to make a tape (okay, digital recording – who remembers what a tape is anyways?) for their spouses to play for them at night. Within 10 minutes they are out. Sometimes I sing really SLOW (I am talking really slow, so slow that I almost put myself to sleep). Other times I sing loud and out of key (well, maybe I sing out of key all the time, but there are times when I do it loud and on purpose).

Okay, so Jonah brought Hosanna down fussing and all itchy (note to self – buy Benadryl tomorrow). He put her on the couch and I started singing our song. Only this time, I changed all the words. She didn’t notice. She only noticed the tune. And within a few minutes, she was sound asleep again.

I love you in the morning and in the afternoon.

I love you when your screaming underneath the moon.

I love you.

I love you when you’re cranky and all bent out of shape.

I love you when you’re fussing and won’t go back to sleep.

I love you.

and so on… (I would type all the words, but I can’t remember them, but I know you get the point).

Jonah was snickering as I was singing, but it worked. It also did something else. It changed my frustration to thankfulness. It reminded me that I do love her when she is screaming and fussing and cranky and miserable. I love her just as much then as when she is her happy hyper self (which she is just about all the time). I have no idea what was causing her to wake tonight, but extra snuggles are on the agenda tomorrow.

Here is our regular bedtime song:

I love you in the morning and in the afternoon.

I love you in the evening and underneath the moon.

I love you.

I love you, you love me.

We’re a happy family.

With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you.

Won’t you say you love me too.

Jesus loves the little children.

All the children of the world.

Red, brown, yellow, black, and white.

They are precious in His sight.

Jesus loves the little children of the world.

Jesus loves me this I know.

For the Bible tells me so.

Little ones to Him belong.

They are weak, but He is strong.

Yes, Jesus loves me x 3

The Bible tells me so.

The B-I-B-L-E, yes that’s the book for me.

I stand alone on the word of God.

The B-I-B-L-E.

Malachi is 9!

My son is 9!

He is an incredible kid.

He is full of action.

He likes almost any type of super hero.

He is the kid most likely to join the Military when he gets older.

With his imaginative mind and sweet smile he charms almost anyone.

This year was special, he was able to see his Grandma(my mom).

Without further ado here is a video for his birthday.

God Bless.

Jonah Brown

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