Never Alone

Dear Paisley,
I know this is going to sound crazy, but when I was pregnant with you I would play music that I liked and that would calm me down in hopes that when you got here it would do the same for you when you were upset. Maybe that's why you like music so much! Anywho, one song that I played all the time, and I even claimed it as my song to you, was Never Alone by Lady Antebellum. Even now, it puts a tear in my eye because I want so much to put you in a bubble and protect you from the world forever. But I heard that song today, which I rarely ever do, so I thought I would leave the lyrics for you to have forever! I'm bad about finding songs that I claim are my own unspoken words, and I believe I could find a song that fits every relationship I have with everyone. Long story short, this is my song to you:

Never Alone by Lady Antebellum

May the angels protect you
Trouble neglect you
And heaven accept you when its time to go home
May you always have plenty
The glass never empty
Know in your belly
You're never alone

May your tears come from laughing
You find friends worth having
With every year passing
They mean more than gold
May you win but stay humble
Smile more than grumble
And know when you stumble
You're never alone

Never alone, Never alone
I'll be in every beat of your heart
When you face the unknown
Wherever you fly
This isn't goodbye
My love will follow you, stay with you
Baby you're never alone

Well I have to be honest
As much as I wanted
I'm not gonna promise that the cold winds won't blow
So when hard times have found you
And your fears surround you
Wrap my love around you
You're never alone

May the angels protect you
Trouble neglect you
And heaven accept you when its time to go home
And when hard times have found you
And your fears surround you
Wrap my love around you
You're never alone

My love will follow you stay with you
Baby you're never alone

A New Beginning

So I've decided that I'm going to turn this into Dear Paisley, and as often as I can I'm going to write Paisley a letter about what she's done, what's been going on, and so on. You're welcome to read and keep up...in fact I'd love for you to, but I've got to get back on the track of doing this for Paisley and not those that I hope read it. As much as I'd like, I can't always include pictures, and I've realized that's okay! With every milestone, new word, and funny face that I don't think is big enough to share with the world, I forget that this isn't for the world, it's for Paisley. She may want to know what silly things she did when she's older, and I just couldn't find the time to share it on here with her. But things are changing, and I'm making the time! So here's to Dear Paisley! :)


Dear Paisley,

Now that we have all been through the stomach bug this week, you are FINALLY back to your old self again! You have started saying what I think is "Uh oh, spaghetti o's" and it's absolutely adorable! You drop things and say your usual "uh oh", but now there's something after it that I can't quite make out. I went to pick you up at daycare yesterday, and you didn't even notice I was in the room! It was a little sad for me, but at the same time, I was proud that you were having fun and playing like such a big girl. You are starting to call Jeff "Daddy" even though every one else is "Mama", but when you call me "Mama", there's a slightly different emphasis and tone so I know you know I'm really your mama! :) Walking is your preferred choice of getting around these days, and you HATE it when someone tells you no. I really found that out the other day when you learned to flush the toilet and I told you not to do that.... You are like the Wal-Mart greeter every where we go, because you are always waving and saying bye-bye to random people. When we're in public, I get a "she's so cute" at least 3 times, usually more, and then you flash that toothless smile at them! You only have 2 teeth right now, so I'm guessing more will come all at one time. I hope that doesn't impare your birthday cake eating ability next week! The few little plans for your birthday are coming right along, and I hope you have a good time. It's been a while since we've been back to visit, so I know everyone misses you. Today is your last day at the Children's Academy since you start Presbyterian Day School next week! It's been a long time coming, but I think you're going to like it there. I've got to get back to work, but I hope you are having a great day with Ms. Erma! I love you!
Love, Mama

Back to our old self again

Sorry it's been a while; we've been a little under the weather lately.... Saturday, Paisley was having a little trouble breathing and was taking several extremely short breaths, even not breathing for a few seconds. After our 5th trip to the doctor that week, we ended up at the emergency room due to doctor's orders.

Once we got there and got the IV and oxygen set up, her fever started to go down and she became a LOT less lethargic. Later that night we finally got into a room with a little more privacy than sitting in the emergency room holding tank!


It was awfully hard to stay occupied with an IV attached to her arm!


But she had this really neat crib that was about 3 feet off the floor and looked like a jail cell. She loved that thing! I really wanted to bring it home....


Paisley and Jeff....Like I said, we tried playing with EVERYTHING we could. We even blew up rubber gloves, hit aluminum foil balls, and played patty-cake like a zillion times!


Even through all that, she was the best patient ever! The finally came to the conclusion that she has a respiratory distress disease (it's not as bad as it sounds...). It's not viral like pneumonia, but she's too young to diagnose it as asthma. Hopefully with breathing treatments and the medicines he gave her, we'll get this knocked out in time for her birthday party!

Thank you everyone that called, prayed, visited, or anything during our stay at the hospital. We really appreciate it!!!

-Sam

Here we go again....

Paisley is sick, again....We're back to the weazing, heavy breathing, coughing, can't keep anything down sickness. Last night she was up and down, coughing & crying, and there was nothing I could do that would make her feel better except hold her. I felt a wonderful, yet selfish, feeling knowing that I was the one she wanted and that the only thing that consoled her was me holding her. Then the exhaustion set in, the clock said 3:30, and I knew the rest of my day was going to be spent catching up on this precious time I was spending with Paisley. Right around 3:45, my nose started to stop up, and here comes my turn to be sick.


At the doctor yesterday, she weighed 28 lbs! I'll find out when we go back to the doctor today how long she is. Hopefully we can get this icky mess Paisley and I both have knocked out by the end of the week! Got to get better for the Super Bowl! :)

Off to get my baby....