Friday, October 24, 2008


It's official, I have a jinx figure living within my vocal cords and mouth.
Case and Point:
Me: "Brian, what's our balance in our Flex Spending account?"
BRIAN: "Waawaawaaahundred dollars waawaa"
Me: "Crap, what am I going to have to do, load up on OTC cold medicine?"

Yes, you've already read that on my previous post, but I felt like bundling my two stories all in one.
Naturally after that conversation with Brian, I got sick, had the ordeal of the cat scan and figured out I have nodules, so there goes the balance on our FSA and like I've said before, most likely extra money out of our pocket after taxes.

Here's another one:

Brian: "where should we put Santa's Christmas Presents so that the kids don't find them?"
Me: "Just stick them in the crawl space back a ways."
Brian: "But where?"
Me: "Put them on top of the toddler bed, it's not like we'll need it, I plan on keeping Ben in his crib until he's like, 20, okay, like 4, I'm not going to give up my baby that easily!"

Brian proceeds to place the gifts that Santa will provide for the boys (I buy them in advance and being that it'll be a nice simple Christmas this year, it feels good to have it all done now before the prices are jacked up with "thanksgiving Sales," because they do go up) on top of the toddler bed that is along a wall back in the depths of our crawl space.

One week goes by and sure as butter on toast, guess who decides it's time to officially show off his gymnast skills? You got it! He's climbing out of his crib.

Say it ain't so!
I'm not ready to let go!
I don't want the endless nights to require us sitting within his eye sight
Nearby his bed
We'll we wish that he'd just rest his head

He'll wake up with energy ready to go
Sometimes even at quarter to four
and if I'm not ready to go and get him,
to swoop down and lift him
When he'll lift his hands up for me as I crouch down low..
Why bother talking about it,
All I've got to say is, say it ain't so.

The End.

(*have to have a fine needle biopsy with ultrasound next as well as blood work)

Again, THE END!


austere said...

He's growing up so quickly..

Prayers for you, little one.


Susan's Snippets said...

CB - Ironically I have another friend that is dealing with nodes on her thyroid also, needle biopsy, ultra sound, CT, etc. They are waiting to see if hers get any bigger before deciding on surgery.

As far as Ben goes, just part of growing up, which is what we REALLY want for our kids. Probably bad timing....but when are things ever timed to our liking?

My Momma always says "Don't worry Suze, it will get worse!"


Kelly Jene said...

My baby is long and wiry and he can still manage to wrap himself around my lap. I don't ever want him to stop. Each year he says "next year" he'll stop sitting on my lap. It's hard to let go. That comic is uber adorable.

I'll be praying for your next ultra sound.

Gypsy said...

I hope everything goes well next week E. I'll be keeping you in my thoughts.

PS At least Ben didn't climb up on the toddler bed and find the gifts. That's what I thought you were going to say.

Palm Springs Savant said...

Well hang in will be ok

Cheryl said...

Better to go in with the needle biopsy than full out surgery. Better not to have the nodules, of course. There's nothing so stressful as anticipating a procedure. I can't wait for it to be over for you, and to hear that you're well.

Sounds like the days of confinement are over. You've been through this twice so you know what to expect. They all grow up. You still have a long time with 3 little ones.

Can you tell I'm up past my bedtime? It's Sunday here.

bonnie said...

Oh they do grow up so quickly. My baby girl weighed 2.5 lbs. at birth and now she's 21 years old, 5/2" and 130 lbs. I never put her in a crib. I let her sleep on a mattress on the floor so she could move when she was ready. I caught her once stuck under the changing table. I still feel like a terrible mother from that incident. What are you having biopsied? The lung thingies? Can they remove them this way or just sample for tests?

JLee said...

E, I'm so sorry you are going through all this mess! I'm praying everything turns out A-ok. As far as the little one, I just wish I could still cuddle mine. (she's as big as
It goes by too fast.

Anonymous said...

It's wonderful and sad that the babies grow and develop so quickly. Just would be a HECK of a lot more convenient if we could schedule these things!:-)