Wow–my life certainly looks a lot different today than it did one year ago.
I can’t believe we are in Bea’s birth month and almost ready to celebrate her first birthday!!
Common to the theme of the year, we took a short, unexpected/expected jaunt to TN to say a final goodbye to one of my dear, great aunts at the beginning of this week. I’m not sure if it is all of the curve balls or we just got especially blessed, but the girls are turning into some pretty great travelers. We did 16 hours on the road over the course of three days…and at this point, I think I’ve spent about 20 days in my own bed in 2014.
The only hiccup we had in the trip was about 7 hours and 20 minutes into our 8 hour drive home yesterday evening. The girls had both fallen asleep since it was past their bedtime. Bea woke up suddenly and started crying. Both MG and I attempted to calm and pacify her when all of a sudden, out spewed the contents of her dinner. . .all over her, all over her paci, all over her car seat. We pulled over and I did my best to baby-wipe it up, but there was nothing I could do about the soaked car seat or smell (seriously, what do people do when this happens to them 3 hours into the trip??).
I’ll admit it, I am NOT cut out to be a nurse. I hate, hate, hate bodily fluids (especially of the orange variety), and I fret and worry about my babies while feeling paralyzed with indecision over what to do. But oh my goodness, it became clear to me last night that MG could have a nurse’s heart. As soon as Bea lost it, MG was on high alert, giving me updated details from the back. She held Bea’s hand the entire way home and was not phased by the goo it was covered in. When Bea became upset again, MG began singing Jesus Loves Me to her as I stroked her hair.
“Mommy, Bea’s not sleeping!”
“I know, buddy, she just doesn’t feel well right now.”
“Should we just keep petting her?”
We made it home (shout-out to N who raced us there and then stripped and washed the car seat and pukey clothes for me at 11pm!!) and almost immediately had another repeat incident.
But then? We all slept well and everybody else is still standing. Just a random fluke (puke?) I suppose….
Or a reminder to be thankful for the unique giftings of my eldest.