Oh, what a day. Came home tonight to clean the guinea pig cages like we do every Friday night and found that Penelope had died. I thought she would outlive them all. . .she was stubborn enough. She was almost 7 years old, which is the longest that any of our guinea pigs have lived. I got Penelope back when I was living in my Andover apartment and planning my wedding. She moved three times with me. She was one of the guinea pigs that I was especially close to. . .except when I was pregnant. For some reason, Penelope would not have anything to do with me while I was pregnant. . .she wouldn't even let me pet her. It was the oddest thing. . .like she thought she was being "replaced." She definitely acted like she was royalty with a take charge attitude. She kept the other girls in line. Penelope will be greatly missed.
I love comparison pictures. When you are around someone 24 hours a day, you don't notice the subtle day to day differences. Boy, what a change within the past year! It does my heart good, however, to notice that her smile and exuberance for life hasn't changed. I hope it never does.
We had a great day hanging out with my friend, Marilee. We ate a yummy lunch at Olive Garden and then headed to the zoo. Olivia did awesome the entire time. I was hoping the day's activities would wear her out and we could take a nice, long, afternoon nap. No luck. . .it's 4 pm and she's still going strong.
Olivia has been sleeping in until almost 10 am in lieu of a nap. She has discovered the joy of morning sleep. . .ahhh. . .it's the best. I actually had to wake her up this morning for her Rainbows appt at 9 am. There's something inherently wrong about waking a sleeping baby or anyone enjoying a restful slumber, really. Maybe I'm a bit biased towards sleep, but it sure helps a tired mommy. Once Olivia is up. . .she is up for the rest of the day and doesn't slow down. Who knows how long it will be until she starts napping again. She has been going to bed a bit later because she can't seem to fall asleep until the sun goes down. I'm sure she'll be waking back up at 7:30 am just when I start enjoying this new schedule.
All children have ways to comfort themselves. . .whether it's a blanket, a thumb, a pacifier, or a stuffed animal. I forget that those who have never been around Olivia, don't know this side of her. She sucks on her hand to calm herself and has done so since the NICU. She has such a strong gag reflex, her thumb would probably be too much. She especially likes to lay down on a soft, fuzzy blanket and suck on her hand. It's really cute and is just one of the many special things about her.
Our fourth of July festivities were cut short after hearing the devastating news that Ryan's aunt Peggy passed away. She has been fighting cancer for some time. My heart goes out to her husband, children and all who knew and loved her. It's been a tough week for our families. Earlier this week, Ryan's uncle fell from a combine and broke his back. After being airlifted to Wichita, he underwent surgery to fuse some of his vertebrae. This is the same uncle who suffered a stroke last year and is still facing challenges because of that. How much should one man have to endure? Because of his accident, harvest has been a bit more challenging for the family. Ryan's dad is still out at the farm, which left Ryan's mom without him at home when she heard the news about her sister. What a tough week for everyone. Then, I hear the news today that my uncle is in the hospital with the swine flu. Please keep our families in your prayers.
I unexpectedly gave birth at 23 weeks to micro-preemie twins on August 27, 2007. Olivia Paige weighed just 1 lb 1.5 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Logan William weighed just 1 lb 1.75 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Our sweet Logan passed away after 1 month and 1 day. After 105 days, we were able to bring Olivia home. She is our miracle, our survivor, our joy. . .
On November 20, 2012 we welcomed little sister, Abigail, into our lives. She was born at 35 weeks, but only spent 8 days in the hospital before coming home. We feel very blessed. To contact Ryan and Jodi you may email them at: email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org
You were the perfect little boy Of whom we always dreamed. Did you know we had your name picked out? All along or so it seemed.
You even had your daddy’s hands So miniature in size. In life we never got to hold you Or even see your opened eyes.
We had so many plans for you. Did you know you are a twin? I wanted you to grow up together. What a pair you would have been!
I wanted to take you to the park And push you on the swing. I wanted to teach you how to walk, And read and write and sing.
I wanted to show you a fire truck And let you ride upon a horse. I wanted to take you to the zoo To see the giraffes, of course.
I wanted you to watch cartoons And play video games with dad. And you and I would take a nap Oh, the times we would have had.
But, your mommy’s plans were not to be. “I have other plans,” God said. “You won't be playing in life’s playground You’ll be playing in heaven instead.”
And although I ache with sadness And in my arms I long to hold. I’ll see you again in heaven When my story on earth’s been told.
A thousand tiny fireflies Parading through the night Illuminate the starless skies With incandescent light They are miracles, here on earth So bold, so strong, so wise And bring to life a sense of worth For those who lack great size.
Some of this life’s smaller treasures Are the ones which matter more Than the larger joys and pleasures That we have grown to adore Volume is not as essential As the gift that lies inside Smaller souls with much potential Who shall never be denied.
A thousand tiny fireflies Parading through the night Illuminate the starless skies With incandescent light These children, while born premature Are testaments of worth Their spirits bold, their futures sure To ever bless the earth.