Wednesday, December 9, 2009

One week

The kids seem better after the stomach flu wormed it's way into our house about five days ago. Polly is up and eating and drinking and playing. Phew!

Right now she is making circles around the dinning room table with an empty brown paper bag, a ruler and an old receipt from the grocery store. Very important business going on.

The snow is really coming down. The dinner dishes are rinsed and stacked neatly in the dishwasher. The 'littles' are already dressed in footie pajamas. We have no where to go tonight. Homework is done. The sick bucket has been scrubbed and placed out of sight until the next middle of the night emergency when it's services are rendered. Our tree is up and the lights make the whole living room sparkle. It's the perfect kind of night for a blizzard.

Looking in, one would probably think ours is a typical family; nothing pressing, relaxed, not in crisis.

And we are...tonight.

Tomorrow starts our week countdown for Polly's first brain surgery for her Moyamoya syndrome. At this time next week a hospital bag will be packed, sitters will be in place. I'll ly down next to my little girl and sing to her a bedtime song. She'll ask me to rub her cheek lightly and we'll stay like that, together...until she drifts off unaware of the even deeper sleep the next day will bring.

But tonight I'm choosing to enjoy my girls. The four little souls who just made a grand exodus to the playroom and are building a pretend city where they rule as queens and princesses.


  1. It feels ominous, doesn't it? I would be torn between wanting time to freeze right now, and jumping ahead to 2 weeks from now and having it all behind me. Please know that I'll be thinking of you next week, and praying for sweet Polly.

    We leave on Sunday for Boston. We have several appointments on Monday and Tuesday. Weds. she's on the surgery schedule, but we don't know EXACTLY what for. At a minimum it will be for dilation and botox to her cricopharyngeal muscle. We pray there is no damage to her larynx at that time (affecting her ability to talk) and that she's able to swallow afterward.

    And by the way, you're blog look is beautiful!

  2. Thanks Leah! Prayers for Boston!!

  3. What a beautiful way of writing.. glad the puke bucket is put away!! yeah!! hugs for you while you get closer to surgery. prayers are being said!

  4. Sounds like you are taking in the magic and beauty of the moment. Thank you for sharing it with us. You have been in my prayers and will continue to be over the upcoming weeks. As the surgery days draws closer, keeping taking in all of the beautiful moments that will be interspersed with all those inevitable moments of stress and worry.


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