Well, today was a better day than yesterday. Not really sure why? Maybe I just needed a good cry yesterday. Nah, it was probably all of you out there who were thinking about and praying for me.

This is such a hard road for me. THANK YOU to all of you who are walking this road with me. I can’t say how much your support and love and prayers mean to me. There are not enough good or poetic words to express how it feels to know that I am not alone in this. Honestly, there is a big part of this that ONLY “I” can journey. It’s my body, my emotions, and my child – but to know that there are people out there that love me and hurt when I hurt………It’s a little comforting! THANKS!

I have run out of the barf meds, and that is not a good thing. I only took one last night, and ended up really sick this morning. Trying to hide the fact that you are dry heaving while standing in church. Ha! Ha! Not fun! A friend of mine looked over and asked if I was feeling sick…….Why? Do I look like it? Then I barfed up my lunch, and now the snack that I had is threatening to re-visit. Not good. Jon just got off the phone with the pharmacy and in 20 minutes he will be picking up some more of those fabulous little pills. Then, tomorrow won’t be quite so bad. YAH! You know it’s bad when you keep shoving food in your mouth with the hopes that something will make you feel better, all the while knowing that it’s probably all going to come back up, and that your choices on what you’re putting in have to be measured on how good or bad they feel or taste coming back up. Sweet!

In other news,

Jeremy is maybe, sorta getting the whole reading thing. Although I would very loosley call it reading. It’s more like mind games. I say that because well he never looks at the page…well, not never, but definately very rarely. He just remembers all the letters, and then works it out in his head. Not sure how we’re going to work on that, but at this point, I’m just thrilled that he is showing some sort of interest. Well, not exactly interest, He acts more like I’m drilling holes in his head, but he will play along…sort of. We’ve been writing our own books. I write the words at the bottom of the page and after he reads the words then he draws a picture that matches it. I will even thrill you with some of my amazingness in the area of authoring.

Here we go:

1. The cat has a hat.
The hat is red.
The cat is not sad.

2. The bed is big.
The boy is small.
Get the small boy in to the big bed.
Be Still! Go to sleep!

3. This is a cat.
This is a rat.
Go Cat! Get the rat.
The cat is fat.

Amazing aren’t they? Hey, it’s all pretty cool when you are 5 years old, and are realizing that it’s not the end of the world to try to read,…….and HEY…….He even gets to draw pictures.