Since he was home, I thought we would have a little family time, especially after the last time he was home and worked so hard. We did do a few little items...mainly packed a few boxes...but for the most part it was about being together.
Thankfully, a couple from church (Larry and Doris) were kind enough to watch the other children through it all. I will tell you...once Michael and Amanda are sleeping...do NOT count on them waking up for an emergency....Lord, help us if we ever had a fire in the house at night!..I think they would die in blissful sleep! LOL!
As head injuries tend to be bloody...this one was no different, but the bleeding stopped for the most part after about thirty minutes. I asked if I could just clean up the spot on his head but was told the doctor would need to see it first. Our little self-proclaimed genius enjoyed his mommy time...we said our ABC's and 123's...he sang the monkeys on the bed song...he chattered away with his head on my lap. He had no one to take me away from him...even Zaira was being cared for by the others.
Then the nurse came in and said she would clean up the wound...the doctor would be in shortly. I knew right away by her expression that the injury was not that bad...I think if she was surprised also...let's just say...Brendan has a hard head but likes to bleed! The hole was not bigger than a pin head! They made me 'feel' better by adding some antibiotic cream to the spot...one expensive tube of cream! The doctor came in...looked at it and turned around...we were gone thirty minutes later...paper work took longer than the nurse and doctor combined!
We made our way home...about that time everyone was waking up and hearing my many messages to call...scared my mom to death because Michael and Amanda were calling asking her if she had heard from us....I had left my phone at home so was using the phone Doris had to call.
Thankfully, we had nothing to do and all sat down to a quick chili dinner and then a movie. After putting the children to bed (so much easier with two of us!), we prepped an area that needed some attention so we could complete the task the next morning.
Monday, we finished our work quickly...then headed into town. We had finally decided it was time to deliver the quilts we made for the families in Newtown. We had been told to wit until the fall to give the families a chance to decide if they would want the quilts that were made in memory of their child. Since fall is technically upon us and we are moving...we decided this was a good time to make the delivery.
We arrived and I went in ahead to tell the director our story. She was thrilled but decided that it was not good to just give the quilts...she wanted our family to give a presentation to tell about the project and the children. She thought it would help the women appreciate their children. We all agreed that we could do that and a date was set for later in October. We then left to make it to the banquet. Not long after we were on our way, I got a phone call from the director asking if we would consider having a news story written in our local paper and also a local magazine for women. I was shocked! I told her we never expected to be recognized for this effort...we wanted to do it to help the families. She insisted that it would help the community to hear these stories. SO...we agreed to have an article written if the focus was on the children and the quilts...not our family. It goes right along with the idea that we want to share the lives these children shared with the world. Their lives will not be forgotten...so very exciting to be at this scale of a story...the children are a little nervous but I think it will be good for them also.
Then...this morning we woke everyone up early to take a trip to our favorite butterfly bench! In spite of the fact that we have taken many pictures of Zaira and the other children at this bench over the last year...Michael and I have never had a picture taken there...and no family picture. So we took several shots and had some fun with Zaira in her matching dress that coordinated with her large doll (Rose). Then we had to send Michael on his way back to San Antonio!
Also...I would just like to ask anyone who reads this post...please pray for two of my dear friends...one from when I was growing up...Tina just lost her dear niece (Chelsey) in a traffic accident...she was only 18 years old and recent graduate from high school...she will be terribly missed. Then we learned today that our dear friend Pat has been diagnosed with a form of lung cancer...she is a fighter and we know she has many to support her but prayer is always helpful...we will be storming heaven for her recovery and for strength for all involved. Thanks to all who take a moment to pray for them!
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