Tuesday, January 15, 2008

The Joys of Motherhood, lol...

This semester is extremely busy for Phillip and myself. I'm taking 2 college classes and he has to finish up some requirements for his Professional Teacher Certification. This means that on Mondays and Tuesdays, after coming home from work, he goes to school. It's not much, but it does keep him pretty much MIA both days. Wednesday thru Friday evenings he's home.

But, today is not Wednesday. Today is Tuesday. Naturally, Tuesday is the day of the week that my darling child decides to be most sick. Mariana seemed to be recovering quite well from her little stomach bug. In fact, symptoms were almost completely gone as of today. I took her to the store and we had a fun, somewhat, energetic shopping spree at the grocery store. Then we came home. Mariana spent the first two hours after coming home vomiting and with diarrhea. I have no idea how such a wee little thing held so much in her, but I got the joy of seeing so much come out.

Before becomming a mother, I had one of the weakest stomachs you could imagine. Ask anyone, lol. Someone gagging in front of me would make me ill, a smell, something gross looking, even movies with parts that had others laughing... EW! I tell you on days like today, I wonder where that Cassie went. So far this evening, I've been vomited on, and then while holding my darling child on my lap as she vomited into a bucket that I happened to be holding, I was pooped on. All of this on the evening that Phillip is gone.

Everyone pray for my poor little munchkin to feel better. She's so sweet through all of it. She says "I so so sorry Mommy" everytime she vomits. Then, "Its OK Mommy. I all better." I'm working on keeping her well hydrated. She's just fallen asleep about 10 minutes ago. Hopefully, she'll be better soon. Pray also that Maddy doesn't get ill. I can't see a little 6 month old going through all of this!

Monday, January 14, 2008

11 Years Later

Can you believe it? Phillip and I have been an US for 11 years. My husband and I started dating January 14, 1997. Aside from about 8 days total (because I'm a stupid head on occasion), we've been together since that day.

It's so hard to believe. Last night I was laying on the couch using his leg as a pillow, just looking at him. I was telling him about how much I remember of our earlier years. I can close my eyes and picture Phil in sixth grade, with his side part and glasses... Then I see him in 9th grade, still so thin, with his smirky smile... How many women can close their eyes and picture their husband as the 14 year old boy they grew to love. I mean, WOW. He's become the most amazing man from the most charming boy.

On top of just having each other for 11 years, God has granted us 2 incredible daughters. They are such a wonderful blend of the 2 of us. Mariana has some of the Johnston crazy in her with the Clark hardheadedness. She makes silly comments and sounds and gets this crazy smile with big crazy eyes and I see a little Phil. Then she puts her hands on her hips and with a little attitude says, "I don't think so Mommy," and I see me. We created her. Phillip, God, and I combined to make her. And don't even get me started on Madeline. Oh my, she's a sweetheart. She sits up now. She rolls herself over. She's getting more stable by the day. But more importantly, this child has an inner light that just melts everyone. I can't even describe it. She smiles at you and her entire being glows. She loves us so much.

When I said "yes" to that 14 year old boy who asked me out... I made the most important decision and took the most important step toward the beginning of my life. Amazing, isn't it? I was only 14 and I was already shaping my adult life with the man of my dreams. God is so smart.