This past weekend I helped with Alex’s Sunday School class, and while I would love to tell you that it was a tender mother/son time filled with the joy of Jesus, the fact of the matter is that it was a very, um, CHALLENGING time. In fact, when we were on the way home from church, Alex said, “Mama, I do not want you to be my teacher at church EVER AGAIN because it makes me VERY SAD when you are there.”
I was especially frustrated with Alex during Sunday School because he wasn’t even acting like himself. He is normally very talkative and outgoing and HAPPY! TO SEE! ALL THE PEOPLE!, but this past Sunday he was whiny and clingy to the extreme. And while you might think that four-plus years of being A.’s mother would enable me to recognize his atypical behavior as a sign of, oh, I don’t know, ILLNESS, you would be so wrong to even think about giving me that much credit.
Because it never crossed my mind that maybe, just maybe, the Sunday morning neediness was a result of the fact that Alex didn’t feel well.
Until about eight hours later when the child let loose with a burp that made it exceedingly clear that Something Was Terribly Awry with his digestive tract.
I believe that’s what the literary folk refer to as foreshadowing.
Sleep was very scarce Sunday night, and when the little man finally quit throwing up about 4:30 Monday morning, I crawled under the covers and slept for a few hours. I was going to forego the Nashville trip altogether, but D assured me that he could hold down the fort. I left our house around 11, just as filled to the brim with mama guilt as I could be.
And also, I was a little sleepy.
But thanks to my dear friend Mr. Starbucks, I actually had a great trip up I-65. The Big Festive Deal was tons of fun (more details on the way), and I am really glad I kept the commitment to be there. I LURVE me some live music and some creative people, and Monday night provided an abundance of both. We had such a good time.
After very little sleep Monday night (thank you, Exterminator Man, for calling me on my cell phone early Tuesday morning), I got up and headed to not one but two blog-related meetings (and! I can now talk about! some of the stuff! related! to some of the things!), and after finishing up with all of that (by the way, I also have a big stack-o-CD’s I’m going to give away very soon), I filled up the car, got me a diet Coke and some peanuts (OHHHHH, HOLLA), and hit 65 once again.
(I just feel the need to throw in another parenthetical expression here.)
(Because look at that last big paragraph. FOUR parenthetical expressions. I feel this might be a record.)
And I don’t mean to keep harping on this whole “I was really tired” bit, but I had to SLAP MY FACE to stay awake for the last 30 or 40 miles, what with the sound of the tires against the pavement hypnotizing me and all.
I got home just in time to give Alex a bath, check his temperature, pour him some Tylenol and tuck him into bed. After we said prayers I thought it might be fun to just stretch out beside him for a minute since we hadn’t seen each other for a whole day, and I’ll just go ahead and tell you that’s the last thing I remember until I woke up – still in his bed – at 5:40 this morning.
At which point I got in my own bed. Because have I mentioned that I was tired?
Alex still wasn’t quite well enough for school today, so he hung out with me this morning while I worked. We did manage to make a quick trip to the grocery store, but afterwards we came straight home and took a nap. Because we are pitiful.
And believe you me: if I can find a way to nap again before I go to bed, I totally will.
I wonder if D and Alex would mind if I served sleep for supper?
But never fear, all you sweet things who have emailed me today to see if I’m okay? Because the blog? Hasn’t been updated? In a couple of days? And that’s not like me? I’ll be back later tonight with some pictures.
Because I did a great job with the photography.
Ladies and gentlemen, prepare to be underwhelmed.
The sleep thing? I’m with ya… except it was me who was sick around here. Thankfully NOT with a stomach bug. I’d rather deal with not being able to breathe any day than be leaning over the toilet bowl.
Looking forward to those pics… once you’ve had a few good naps. Oh, just seeing “I-65” typed out makes me homesick, er, uh, Alabama-sick.
Are you sure we didn’t do the SAME thing this weekend? Because except for teaching Sunday school, the big festive deal and the give-aways, oh and diet coke–I noticed everything else seemed eerily familiar! Foreshadowing and all…stop by when you awake and see where I got to go!
Praying for health and rest over your family!
Holly
I’m glad you got home safely! Driving while sleepy is misery.
Praying that Alex gets better very very soon…
I love that picture of you holding the Unfading Light of Galadriel–I assume that’s what it is?
I don’t think we live anywhere near one another, what with me being in Kansas and you being somewhere south of that. But maybe this sleep thing is traveling around in a jetstream because I also feel like doing nothing more than napping or sitting on the couch in a comatose stupor.
Glad you finally got some sleep! Can’t wait for the pictures! Love the sparkly top!!
woohoo with the sparklay top, boomama!
that there is some MIGHTY fine duds.
blinding flash and all.
are your eyes back to normal yet?
actually, i’m relieved to see that i’m not the only one who does that.
I’ve got some digestive issues myself right now. Thank goodness Fall Break starts tomorrow!
Get lots of sleep and do tell us all about the MEETINGS. =)
Oh, you poor thing!!! I hope you get some more sleep. It sucks to have a sick child, but he was in good hands. I am glad you went. Can’t wait to hear about your trip!!!
Isn’t mama guilt just the worst? Glad you and your boy are resting and on the mend, since I’m one of the paranoid ones. =)
I can’t believe you didn’t get blessed with the bug. I was sure that was coming. But I’m glad to hear all is well. Except the tired. Sleep for dinner, that sounds right up my alley. I wonder if I could get away with that one.
Serve sleep for supper? Oh, yummmmm.
I am glad you are well! Looks like the southern gal just had to go for the “sparkle” rather than a nice black dress. Not that this Michigander is trying to stereo-type you or anything :)
I didn’t interpret the cranky-whiny when my C was getting a cold, or when she started cutting molars, or when she started crying in the grocery store one evening a few weeks ago for no apparent reason and I was very annoyed with her udder disrespect for having to buy food. And then she hurled, right in the middle of the isle. Yeah, I will NOT be recieving mother of the year for 07. No I won’t.
I’m glad you didn’t get…yet ;)
EVen in that photo I see the following things:
Top–fabulous
Hair–precious
Eyes–smiling.
Hope you and A. had an extra dose of sleep for dessert.
Is there ever really enough sleep? I took off all last week to nurse my older son (who had surgery the week before) and got to “sleep in” until after seven every morning. This Monday, rude awakening at 5 AM! I don’t think I will ever “catch up” with my sleep again. Ever.
Glad you made it back from the Big Festival Day. Can’t wait to see the pictures!
I’m so glad you’re back on the blog. My obsessiveness can calm down a little now with the wondering, even though this post was filled with so much foreshadowing (about the “stuff”) (and the big festive deal details) (and the CD’s) that I’m still going to be checking your blog way too often. But please know that is my problem, not yours!!! You just sleep! : )
Is that some Paisley I see? I LOVE me some Paisley!!!
Hense the reason I named my daughter that name!!!! :P
K
LOLOLOLOL. Thanks, I needed that. Blessings.
YEAH! Boomama is back and she’ll be right back with pictures!!! We just love ya and missed ya to death and have the whole trip invisioned in our head and we need to see how far off we were!! :)
Welcome Home and i sure hope that sweet boy is all but good tomorrow!!
Hugs….
you sure look nice behind that big flash!
Glad you’re okay. That stomach bug is nasty. Watch out for it.
You look lovely with that glare and all…
Can I use your foreshadowing example in my classroom??
I just gotta say I am waiting with baited breath to hear all about the BFD….
Hmmm–what am I looking forward to most–free CD giveaway? hearing about blog-related details in a not-so-secret way? fun details about festive events?
I’ll just have to stay tuned.
I am so prepared to be OVERwhelmed. :>) Can’t wait to read about it!!
I’m soooooooooooo sorry Alex got sick!!!Bless both of your hearts. Can’t wait to see the pictures!!!You look SMASHING!!!!
you are ADORABLE!!! can you even imagine how thrilled we are to put your sweet face to that sweet heart of yours that we love so??? thank you, thank you. and welcome home. you know, i grew up thinking of I-65 as my driveway home. i LOVE that stretch of gorgeous alabama—top to bottom! we are so blessed to live in the south!!!!!
like the rest of us internets, i eagerly await your details!! k
Love the top! Can’t wait to see the rest of the outfit. I’m making the granola for company this weekend.
Get some more rest and hope your whole familyl stays well.
Coming out of lurk mode to just say THANK YOU for writing all that you do and for the laughs you give me and many others, I’m sure. So glad you made it home safely and that Alex is on the mend. Can’t wait to hear about the rest of your adventures. :o)
Heather
Oohhh suspense building over the STUFF that is soon to be talked about.
Can’t wait to see the picts!
Oh you’re back – you’re back – you’re back! I’ve missed you so.
I kept checking and checking and I know perhaps I should get a life, but I have been so excited to hear about the Big Festival Deal!
I hope your precious son doesn’t feel the need to share his barfing virus with you and D!!
Can’t wait to hear about Nashville and I loved the “self-portrait”.
:)
Amy
You.crack.me.up.
Bring on the STUFF!!! I know it is going to be big!!!
Oh, dear! Bless your heart. Is he feeling better now? Have you gotten some good rest?
Serving “sleep for supper” is too funny! : ) I hope you were able to get some more.
I taught my son’s Sunday school class once. One thing that was the same: I kept looking at him and thinking, what in SAM HILL is wrong with you child? SETTLE DOWN!
Two things were different: He was NOT SICK and, after the class was over, I the one who was thinking that I never want to teach his Sunday School class again.
Glad you had a good trip and that Alex is feeling better!