Such a Horrible Blogger

So I am the worst blogger ever! Lets see, Choo has been posting out for 5 days at a time, so while he's gone I'm super busy keeping up with Caitlyn and trying to keep the house clean. Then when he's home, I try to spend as much time with him as possible.

This week has really been hard for me. I have quite a few prayer request. A friend of mine is selling beanies in support of her baby cousin (Aubrey Joy) who has a rare and fatal skin disease. This baby girl is ONLY about a month old. Yesterday a friend of mine from High School said good-bye to her 10 day old baby boy. He was born at 24 weeks. Then today I found out a family friends 5 year old little boy has been diagnosed with Leukemia. Words can not express the heart ache I feel for these families. I don't know what to say to them to help. I can only pray that God will give them the strength that they need to get through this time. Check out this website for more info on little miss Aubrey Joy. http://peaceloveaubreyjoy.webs.com/ It tells her story and a little bit about her disease. You can also order a beanie directly from the website.


Now onto my life. Caitlyn has been having to go see a speech therapist weekly to try to get her to talk. Keep in mind she CAN talk but she won't. She talks to Choo and I, and sometimes my friend Tracey, but other than that she stays quite. So this speech therapist wants to see her weekly and try to get her to open up more around other people. I absolutely HATE taking her, and I am considering not taking her anymore. I'm gonna see how her next few visits go, then I'll make my decision. All they do is tease her with toys and make her SCREAM at the top of her lungs. Caitlyn is just not a people person, she doesn't open up to people and the more they frustrate her the worse she's gonna get. They will show her a toy, and hold it just out of her reach until she says please, or more, or screams uncontrollably and they can't take it anymore. Last week the poor baby sat in my lap and cried the entire time. She wouldn't get down and she had a death grip on me.

Elvis has gotten so much more protective of me since I've been pregnant, he won't let anyone (not even Choo) come around me. It's so funny but at the same time, I have to make him understand they aren't going to hurt me. If I go to the bathroom (we shut the hallway door behind us), he sits at the hallway door till I come out. I just love that little guy! He turned 3 the other day! I CAN'T believe he's 3.

Anyway, I just wanted to vent a little, and let you guys know I'm still alive. PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR THE FAMILIES I'VE MENTIONED!