Well it was an interesting week or so around these parts...

Last week was quite eventful around here. I ended up in the ER not once but twice! How is that really possible. I totally avoid hospitals when I am not getting paid. Well the first trip was due to a reaction to kale of all things. I have been reading about kale and seeing recipes for kale and thought hmmm I can eat that. Well no I can not. The reaction started at itching in the palms of my hands, progressed to swelling of my wrists, then swelling of my lips and the appearance of welts the size of a half dollar over my body. I had been asleep when most of the welts started to appear. It was Anna who woke me up to tell me that she loved me. When she touched my face I knew something was wrong. My sweet baby girl fell right back to sleep and I went straight to the ER.

The second trip was far more traumatic for her. She had been playing nicely in the living room. I can hear her play from anywhere in our house because it is pretty small (which I love). I started to sweat and have abdominal pains. Gerard walked in from the gym at the same time (thank goodness he was home). With one look at me he knew I needed to go to the ER. I had a ruptured ovarian cyst. YIKES! They are painful. As Gerard was preparing Anna for our trip to the hospital I could hear her say "I can dress myself just fix Mommy!" Bless her heart. I was pretty much doubled over in pain the whole way there (thank goodness it was only a 10 minute trip). I could see my baby girl in the back seat with her little hand folded in prayer. Later in the week she told me that seeing me in pain was like a nightmare for her.

Anna has been asking some interesting questions lately. My sister lovingly refers to Anna as "Crabby Abbie" when she is not enjoying the company of the babies. She tells her that she really enjoys when Anna comes over but does not enjoy when Abbie shows up. I can not say as I blame her. So as we were driving one day Anna asked me "Why do you love me?" She really wanted an answer. She asked if I still loved her when she was "Crabby Abbie" too.

How do explain a Mother's love? I think this is a very hard question so I wanted to give her the right answer or at least a good answer. I told her that I love her heart. That she was a kind and caring child. I told her about examples of how I thought she was kind and caring. I think it is was a pretty good question. It is funny because we talk about loving her a lot. I guess she wanted to know what exactly we loved about her. I confirmed that I do love Crabby Abbie but that I do not love that behavior which is different.