It's been hard for me to come here lately.  So many things I want to write about, so many things I simply cant write about.  This is usually my place to let everything out.  To get it out and then heal..and right now I can't do that and I am having a difficult time dealing with that.  So instead I have avoided "the blog" altogether.  It's funny, usually around this point in life I can hear my father saying in my head, "and this too shall pass."  All I can say now is to take your health seriously.  There are no greater gifts than that of good health and time.  Recognize that.  You never know when this could change.  Embrace it and live each day to the fullest.

This being said, I do feel so guilty "complaining" when I know that there are others out there dealing with horrible instances as well.  I am so blessed to have this life growing every day inside of me.  He or she is my miracle and I need to keep my mind focused on that and the gift I have been given.  I am blessed to have my wonderful girls and a wonderful husband who has truly been putting up with the "yucky" me lately.  I am blessed to have my family and I dont know what I would do without my dear sister.  I cant begin to explain how very much I am looking forward to spending this summer down the beach with my family.  I am determined to enjoy every little minute with them and I just know that the girls are going to dub this summer as their best one yet!

The girls are doing well.  Trying to get Layla healthy has been a challenge.  She had RSV a couple of weeks back and then got hit with it again this week.  It is terrible and she is on the age cusp of it not being that bad.  I cant imagine the newborns and infants that have dealt with this.  I seriously stay up all night listening to her breath because of all the wheezing and that horrible strained cough.  With having severe asthma myself, I know that cough all to well.  It's the one you get when you are not taking in enough air and it scares the ever living life out of me!  Thankfully she seems to be on the mend now and I am hoping.. no I am PRAYING that we can all get a good night's sleep tonight since I dont remember the last time I have slept more than an hour or two at a time. 

Hannah tried skiing for the first time last weekend up in New Hampshire.  That kid will never cease to amaze me.  Anything she can get her hands into she seems to just excel at.  She came right down that hill like a champ and of course loved every minute of it.  She truly is quite the athletic little bugger and I know she is going to do such wonderful things in life.

I am going to leave with a poem that my Dad had given me when I was a kid.  I had been studying my butt off for High School exams and I was stressed.  I walked in my room one morning after my shower and on my pillow was a plaque that read this:

"Don't Quit"



When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,


When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,


When the funds are low and the debts are high,


And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,


When care is pressing you down a bit


Rest if you must, but don't you quit.






Life is queer with its twists and its turns,


As everyone of us sometimes learns,


And many a failure turns about


When they might have won, had they stuck it out.


Don't give up though the pace seems slow,


You may succeed with another blow.






Success is failure turned inside out


The silver tint of the clouds of doubt


And you never can tell how close you are,


It may be near when it seems so far;


So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,


It's when things seem worst that you must not quit!







I love you Dad! xoxoxo