Sunday, September 4, 2011

Ninjas and Boogers

My sister is going to help decorate Carter's new room downstairs.  She asked him what kinds of things he would like.  He said that he would like to paint the walls a dark purple, make the floor look like the clouds in the sky, make the bed look like a castle coming out of the clouds, with a light-up ninja on the wall. 

I'm glad Laura's in charge of the decorating instead of Carter.

Preston wants superheroes and puppies all over his room.  I think I'll let Laura help with that one as well.

My niece wants her mom to have twin baby girls and name them Sparkle and Shiny.

My kids want to name our baby:  Daisy, Sophia or Sophie, June, Sadie, and a few others I can't remember.  I'm glad that they don't like Sparkle or Shiny because I would not be able to please them. 

The kids came to see me while I was in the hospital.  It broke my heart when they were ready to go and Preston was sobbing, "I don't want to leave you!"

Then, when I came home, Carter told me, "That was way too long for you to be away from me.  I don't ever want you to be gone that long from our home."  I reminded him that we were planning to go to Europe to visit my brother for almost two weeks in the Spring.  He replied, "Well, that's okay because you will be doing fun things and so will we at home."  I think he had been really worrying about me and the baby.  I hate my kids having to worry about things like that.

I am so grateful for all the people who prayed for me, some who didn't even know me.  It must have helped because when I went into the hospital, I was dilated to one centimeter and eighty percent effaced.  (I didn't know it was that much at the time.  No wonder all the nurses and doctors acted like they thought the medications wouldn't work and were trying to prepare me for potentially losing my baby.)  When I was getting ready to come home, they checked me again, and I was less than a centimeter dilated and only thirty-five to forty percent effaced.  Apparently, that NEVER happens.  I think we were blessed, and it really was a miracle.  Thank you for your continued prayers.

When Preston came to the hospital, he whispered to me, "Do you know that a girl likes me at school?"  "Do you like her, too?" I asked.  "Yes, but she said she's in LOVE with me.  And another girl kissed me right on the forehead."  "Did you want her to kiss you?"  "No way.  She looks like a teenager.  She's like THIS tall."  He held his hand way above his head. 

At Back to School Night, one of my friends told Bill that her daughter thought that Preston was really cute, except that he always has boogers.  After all the girls liking him at school, I can't decide if I really want to give him his allergy medicine more regularly.  Maybe those boogers will keep the girls away.


  1. I think a light-up ninja would be awesome, but not as good as a full-sized wookie. We almost went with Sophie instead of Chloe, so that's our vote. We are so grateful that you and baby are back home and safe.

  2. I am glad you are home and you and the baby are okay at the moment. I am sure it's a blessing. Love you tons!

  3. That is too funny. I have missed you Melissa. I agree with Carter....that was MUCH too long for you to be away =o) Glad things are going well. Think I'll go have a gratitude prayer now!

  4. lol...that totally made me laugh and cry. I am so glad everything is okay. You have such sweet children that notice the difference in you being away..awe. Can't wait to find out the name. Your kids have good ideas!