I keep telling myself that I’m going to write soon. I want to but never seem to make the time. This has been a very busy month and it seemed to just rush in unexpectedly. I’m welcoming the changes though.

My darling 12 year old started middle school and that’s so hard for me to believe! She’s in 7th grade now and it’s just beyond me that it’s even possible. She amazes me. She really is kind of amazing. She spent months this spring/summer healing from a growth plate sprain, then had an ATF sprain this month, and her asthma is flaring up, but still she’s joined the Cross Country team and is still giving it her all. Time Trials were yesterday, she hasn’t got to run in a week b/c of the sprain, and as she took off, half way through had an asthma attack . . . out of 50 students she placed last. She seemed so defeated about it. I just looked at her so baffled by it, thinking, “Wow! Girl, if you could see what I see!”

I did tell her how awesome I thought it was that she was still pushing through in spite of everything that’s been going on, I hope that she listened to some of it, because she’s so awesome. It kind of made me think about how we feel about ourselves sometimes. How we don’t see the big picture. Can you imagine? Surely our Father in Heaven sees us in ways we never see ourselves and can you just imagine Him thinking the same thing, “Wow! Girl, if you could see what I see!”

My little Posie . . . well there’s a story for you. She’s certainly grown this year and she’s gained 4 ounces the past 6 weeks. We’ve really been struggling with her at home with food/drinking. The hospital staff told us we would come up against this when we came home – except we didn’t. Things were going great . . . until they weren’t. I thought since things were going so good when we came home from the hospital they would continue to go well but eventually it all came to a head. She wakes up through the night crying for a bottle and several times through the day cries for a bottle. I suspect right now it’s all about testing us. And we won’t give in. We haven’t given in, not even once. As for her meals, there’s starting to be even more push back with them. And now that school just started on Friday, that was a disaster. Because she won’t be eating snack/lunch at school and she missed her 3pm meal b/c it took over 2 hours to pick her up from school b/c the car rider line was so bad. So it was a screaming, crying fit all Friday night. We need prayer that she’ll eat some bites of the crackers and apple slices we send her to school (we’re sending preferred foods to school for lunch) and that we’ll be able to just get her early to have her 3rd meal after school. This will certainly be the biggest challenge. She’s giving even more hugs now and I love every bit of it. Anyone who knows me that next to God and my kids, my absolute most favorite thing in the world is hugs (and to make others laugh). Hugging is the B-E-S-T, I’d hug a cashier, teacher, or anyone else (and trust me often do), it’s how I say I love you best. 🙂

Also mommy isn’t the one doing her meals anymore and that’s brought about some pushback I think but since I’m at work for basically all of her meals I don’t do them now.

I’m most definitely ready for fall. It’s my favorite season.