Poor Me.

If the greatest wealth is health than I am certainly not the Bill Gates of wellness. My leg pain is back. I am more sure of myself than I was the first two times it got me down and am more hopeful than ever that I will beat this. Luckily, I have amazing friends who love me and pray for me. My family is pulling together to help me. And I have heard from many who have loaned me their strength for the meantime. My prayers are being answered.

I am not the only one. Believe it or not, this is the face of a baby with a serious viral infection.

Today it was confirmed that he has RSV. At this point it is something that we have to have monitored daily at the doctors office. He slept all night...7 hours. Meanwhile, I could not take advantage of this. I was up with worry and pain. Oh, motherhood!

And this is the face of the brother who lovingly shared his cough and boogers with the babe. Notice, he is feeling better and back to his mischievous ways. Max has been on high alert as Sam is back to ransacking his room for cars and lego wheels. This is him making a garage for those cars to go into.

I may not have my health, but as we all know money can't buy me love!

Word Association.

Today I was talking to a dear friend that seriously brings out the very best in me. I always hang up the phone feeling refreshed, uplifted and enlightened.

Today was one of those days. We were crying (literally) to each other about personal trials. Challenges that hopefully we conquer and look back on with a sigh of relief.

She said something that really helped me.

"Guilt should only be associated with sin."

Genius.

Why do I weigh myself down with guilt?

I have always associated guilt with my inadequateness.

The dishes aren't done.

Kids eat sandwiches for dinner.

I napped instead of _______(fill-in-the-blank).

I can't seem to get around to sorting that stack of papers.

Or that laundry.

I didn't properly thank a very thoughtful person.

Yeah, so? So, none of those things are associated with sin. Why then must I beat myself silly with guilt. It's okay.

Thank you dear friend. Thank you a million times.

So, the dishes aren't done.

The kids won't remember they ate grilled cheese...let alone care that they did.

I am rested.

Yes, the papers are stacked, but lucky for me, my house isn't in the next Pottery Barn photo shoot.

The laundry can still be found, even if it's in a basket and not a drawer.

I verbally showed appreciation and was truly sincere, after all, that is my style.

Once again, genius. So insightful and just what I needed today.

More Baby Love.

I had my postpartum check up today. I want more babies...am I crazy?

Irresistable.

I am just in love all over again...look at this lovey!

My friend Jan, took wonderful pictures of Zachary.

We couldn't have been more pleased!

Not only is she talented, but I seriously think she is The Baby Whisperer...she has such a gentle and loving touch! I cannot thank Jan enough, as I now will be able to relive this tender moment over and over!

You can see more of Jan's talent here

www.janiphotography.com