GO! GO! GO!

GO! GO! GO!
This is what we have been doing!  The little man and I flew "up North" as they say down here to visit family from both sides.  We had a blast! 

LM did a GREAT job on the plane.  Such a good job that when we landed, people around us commented that they didn't know there was a baby sitting near them!  I was a bit nervous flying by myself with all of junk you need to take for a small child- stroller, car seat, diaper bag, and a 29lb child but we managed to do it.  As I predicted, the most painful part was getting the diaper bag, LM (who refused to walk) and the car seat down that ramp to the actual plane....pure hell.


Our time "up North" was so much fun!  LM got along great with all of his cousins, aunts and uncles and other Grandma.  It was full of meeting new play friends, playing with many LARGE dogs, exploring new play areas, feeling the cold again, and seeing tons of new and exciting things. 

Yesterday was back to the grindstone, but my spirits were lifted when I pulled out of the garage to go to daycare and LM said GO! GO! GO!.....just like when the planes took off and landed.

My Heart Hurts

My heart hurts today.  You see, I live in the south and we have had horrible temperatures this past few weeks.  People down here just don't know how to handle it.  Pipes are bursting, cars are sliding on ice, and people are getting hurt.  This Saturday, three of my neighbors thought the ice on our neighborhood pond was frozen enough that they could play on it.  They were wrong.  One child survived, two did not.  I watched part of the rescue from my car since I could not get to my house, leaning into the back seat touching my baby to reassure myself that he was safe.  I saw a friend frantically looking for her two boys my heart stopping until they found each other.  I talked to other mothers and we instinctively reached out to touch each other- needing the human contact and reassurance.

Later that evening, the cars started.  One of the boys lives a few houses away from me and people came to show their respect.  Cars are parked all over the place- some nicely in line, some hodgepodge.  On Sunday the cars were still there and more people were visiting the lake area.  There are people who go to talk, sing, leave items and some just sit.  It is a steady stream of people visiting.

There are messages on facebook about loving your family and treating each day as if it is the last.  Messages about showing your love and support for the boys and for their families that are eloquent and that are awkward or simple.

This is my simple message.... My heart hurts.