A Christmas Party and A Pity Party

Shelly

The girls

Emily, the sweet hostess with the mostest!

These are a few pictures from a Christmas party we attended Saturday night. We had a great time catching up with some old friends and celebrating the season. Thanks Emily for hosting such a fun and festive party!

It was the highlight of the weekend, and I am about to tell you why.

We ended up having to cancel a playdate and skip our Friday night Sunday School party, because (you guessed it) Wyatt was sick again. Another high fever combined with a sleepless night and another Saturday morning spent in the urgent care clinic absolutely did me in. I cried all weekend- for my poor, sick little baby and for myself. I felt guilty for taking him to Indiana where he contracted the Swine Flu which started this whole mess, guilty for starting him in daycare, guilty for having to work full time- I was just (and still am) absolutely heartsick.

After 27 presriptions, $400 in co-pays and four rounds of antibiotics... I just feel completely overwhemed. Six weeks later we are right back where we started. I just want my little guy healthy before Christmas.

Now, I know that things could be a lot worse. I work with families all the time whose kids are dealing with terminal illnesses and I am SO grateful that I am not one of them- I honestly do not know how they do it. I kept reminding myself of this all weekend, but I just could drag myself out of the pit I was in- and the pity party continued.

After all of this childcare drama, I hope that we can find a solution that works for our family. I know a lot of you reading this may wonder why I don't just stay home with him, but there are many reasons why this is not an option- plus I love my job... I know many, many mommas out there feel guilty for either staying home or not staying home, and for each one there are reasons why it works for them and their situation. For me and for our situation- I have to work. One day it would be nice to work part-time to spend more time with Wyatt, but right now, I simply can't.

Being a mother and managing a household is difficult no matter how you slice it- so cheers to all of you who make it work- sometimes its not so fun to be a wonderwoman :)

Changes

I am sure many of you remember when this happened. Things have not gotten better since May. In fact, things have gotten worse. Mark and I have been quietly seeking a solution.. and praying about what is best for our family.

I thought I had turned over every possibility for child care, and scoured every facility in the Birmingham Metro. Well, God has certainly opened a door for us. In fact, not just one, but two. I don't have all of the details yet, but I do know that on August 3rd, Wyatt will be starting at his new school- and we couldn't be happier.

Thanks for all of your support and prayers!