…watching your 18-month old daughter get her first (and hopefully last) cast on her broken arm.

Audrey pulled a pillow out from underneath herself while she was sitting on the couch this morning. This promptly rolled her off the couch, into the coffee table and onto her arm. I called the doctor, got an appointment, and after 4 agonizing hours of watching her cry and scream almost every time she used her arm, we went to see him. The verdict was pretty clear on her x-rays. She has a buckle fracture in her arm. Both bones… not just one… so she did herself in pretty well. She did great getting the cast on, and is feeling much better now that her arm is immobilized. In fact, she is quite happy that she finally has a weapon to use against her brothers. Three and a half weeks, baby… don’t mess with Audrey!  Read more... (246 words, 2 images, estimated 59 secs reading time)

Every evening there is a ritual in our home. Hearing the healthy purr of Brian’s Jeep, Audrey will drop whatever she’s doing, race to the sliding glass door, scream at the top of her lungs and beat on the glass. She calls to me, points out the window and claps her hands. Daddy is home! Audrey will watch Brian every step of his way to our door. She waits until he leaves his truck, then runs to the window by the steps to watch him walk up… screaming all the time. When Daddy is no longer in sight, Audrey will run to the door and wait for the knob to turn. As soon as it does, the screaming commences again, and Audrey is swept up in a huge bear hug when Brian enters.  Read more... (490 words, estimated 1:58 mins reading time)

I am a morning person. Unfortunately for me, chemo doesn’t allow me to be. Brian is not a morning person. Unfortunately for him, chemo requires he be one.

This past week has been hard on us both in the mornings. When Audrey’s tiny “Momeeee” wails through the baby monitor, Brian, feeling pretty rough just because of the fact it is morning (he claims it’s not morning if it’s still dark outside), has to get up. That, in itself, is a feat for him. Then he has to change Audrey, get her juice, and get her settled. Thankfully, she’s a snuggler, and she will curl up in Bri’s arms with us for a few minutes before erupting into her day. The boys wake and the quiet morning becomes chaos.  Read more... (568 words, estimated 2:16 mins reading time)