We went to church this morning. Took my God daughter to communion, and my husband took our God son. It brings us such joy to pass our children to their God parents in church. It's like musical chairs with our children. It really just fills everyones heart with such joy and love.
When we were out of church we were taken out to breakfast by our good friends. They blessed us with a wonderful breakfast and time.
I got my laundry almost completely done which is quite a feat. My husband did the dishes AND cleaned the bathroom AND toilet!! Which was absolutely stellar. He blew my mind with his helpfulness today. One of my girl friends brought over some incredible Tiramisu from a delicious restaurant for us all to enjoy. We than had some friends over to watch the NHL All Star team. When our friends came over we had pizza and our children all had a wonderful time playing.
Near the end of our evening our God daughter was still screaming, and grew worse. She started pulling on her right ear and us three mothers became concerned that she may have an ear infection. Please forgive me as I digress. I recently had a huge fiasco of a week when I contracted a severe outer ear infection that was incredibly painful. At the time, I felt as though I could've cut my ear off it was so excruciating. I was not able to sleep for days before it started getting better. It got worse before it got better of course. So I couldn't help but feel fierce empathy for my dear God daughter. I was frantic (as were all of us 3 women) to get her to urgent care asap. So we confronted our husbands about it. They felt that it was probably just her teething or simply fussing. We were adamant. We united as a village and whisked away the small girl with her older sister and flew to the urgent care 13 miles away. As you can imagine at this point we are all totally flustered that our husbands had dared to disagree. Among the three of us, we slowly lost our confidence that something was actually amiss.
We all stormed into the urgent care. A village of 3 women and 2 young girls. Convinced we had justifiable concerns about the small girl. After 30 minutes of paper work and waiting, we were flummoxed when the doctor confirmed it was nothing but viral pharyngitis (sore throat). Of course, we were correct in that she was not well. But to much of our dismay we had misdiagnosed her. So of course we were laughing when one of the doctors saw us all filing through the doorways and said "look it's a tribe!" and we responded "yes, we are the village!". In regards to the saying "it takes a village to raise a child".. We had brought our tribe.
After the ordeal on our way out of the urgent care we happened upon several EMT s. The older sister who is almost 5 walked up to one of the EMT s and asked if he had any stickers. As the three of us looked up to find a very handsome EMT get down on one knee to offer our little princess a sticker we were all dumbstruck by his charm and good looks. When we looked at each other we couldn't help but begin to laugh like a pack of hyenas! Here we were, all blushing at the urgent care bound together in determination to get a diagnosis for our sick villager, when some EMT meanders up and silences us in one brief wind! We were absolutely hysterical at our child like awe and silliness.
All the way home we had a good laugh about our evening. When we came back to our husbands we all just had a lot of fun about it all. Unfortunately my favorite player (Eric Staal) in the NHL lost his game. That was disappointing. But all in all we had a truly terrific Sunday. Hope yours was as much fun as ours was! Good night and good luck with your week!
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