Sweet Sundays
 
I think Sundays are bittersweet. I love the family time but as the weekend comes to a close, there is a peace in knowing I will be back to a routine at work. Yesterday morning at 5:30 I fell out of bed, managed to drive in town to run my last twenty miles. I arrived at the stadium to meet a friend, looked at her and expressed how exhausted I felt. She was tired too. I got back in my car and drove home and fell back into bed.........not running as I had planned. I did end up getting my twenty miles in, 11 with Steph and 9 by myself. It is exciting and scary to know the marathon date is almost here.
I get asked often why I run, what motivation I have. It is freeing. I admit it is painful, but I feel such a sense of accomplishment when I am done that I almost crave that time.

Cayden is doing well. He has had two seizures now. Both as a result of a fever. The problem is the temps come on so fast, it is hard to prepare. The first time he had one he was in Corey's truck. They had just left the doctor office and they were on the way to the pharmacy. This past one he was at my mother in laws with Kearstyn. Kearstyn was tramatized because she saw it and the poor lil guy had to ride in the squad by himself. I was really proud of my mom in law and Kearstyn! While he was in distress, I was at Samaritan having my own tests done. Corey and I have this code that he is never to say "call me now" unless it is an emergency. So he called a few times and then text call me, which I was ignoring because I was with the technician, but then as I was walking out of the Ashland Hospital and I looked down on my phone I saw it........CALL ME NOW. I can't describe the feeling, it is the the worst feeling ever. We had to establish this code after my dad died because he was the one that came to get me when my he died and there was something in his voice. I can't really explain it. Then when Kylie was born and he would call when she was sick or rushed to the hospital. It isn't the best feeling to fear a call from your own husband but that is what our life is. Everytime he is calling to ask what time I will be home or what to ask what is for supper...........I am thankful. The seizures thankfully are a result of a fever but you forget how much it impacts simple things.......like taking a bath. I now plan on sitting in the bathroom with a cup of coffee while Cayden splashes around........just in case.

Sweet Sunday Thoughts:

The phone rang this morning and it was my mom. She offered to watch Kylie during the church hour, which was so helpful. Corey and I have been rotating our attendance because there isn't support for Ky during that time. We were pretty excited to be able to attend together. I think it was the perfect Sunday too because the sermon was about prayer and it fostered some great conversation after church. Also today Jen and I had a chance to visit for a while.

It was beautiful today so I decided to get five miles in after my walk with the girls and Megan/Owen. Sounded like a great idea but it was super windy. Kind of hard ot catch my breath but then it would stop and I could recover for a bit......I have to chuckle, kind of like my life (beautiful and windy).

P.S. I received the letter........I am healthy :) WOOHOO!!!!

Prayers for Kylie today: She is still needing some breathing treatments. Kearstyn massaged her muscles yesterday for 30 minutes. There is an amazing bond between sister and my eyes filled up with tears as I watched her talk to her and watched Kylie focused on her words..she was still...she was calm.