I was reminded on Wednesday that it had been a while since I last blogged. I guess it doesn't even really matter. I do this more for me than I do for attention from readers but I had to admit I missed it and it is therapeutic to make a record of where I am at or funny things going on. Wednesday, I was reminded it had been awhile when my clinical professor asked me the ever famous blog title, "Are ya'll crazy?" For her it was in relation to the fact that she asked me to tell her something interesting about myself. I gave a basic little tidbit. She asked if I was from Houston. I informed her that I was from Houston, Dallas, Spring, met my husband in St. Louis, that sort of thing. She noticed that I said I was married and asked if I had any kids. I sooooo knew this was coming. "Yes, I have 5 actually". The gasps came from the group of 20 somethings who are still amazed they have to do their own laundry if they don't live with their moms and then it came-the crazy question.
I don't know why it bothers me. It just does. Why does being blessed with 5 precious, healthy, funny, cool, and considerate children make me mentally altered? A 20 year old can forget to pay their bills for 7 months, or eat pizza for 9 days straight, or spend their last dime on a Brittney Spears concert ticket and that is just age appropriate behavior. I give birth and I've somehow experienced a break with reality. But alas, here I am.
I am able to totally recognize that I am the most blessed person on the face of the planet. Jenasis turned 6 this week. I remember the moment they told me she had a knot in her cord, membranes inhaled to her face and hadn't been "squeezed" enough to get the fluid out of her lungs and they were taking her immediately to NICU Level III. Wow-that was crazy! She is such a fighter! Sheer determination kept that girl fighting for every solid breath of air she could get. God gave her the exact personality she needs to make it in this world and I am so proud of her. I am crazy about her! Crazy in love with every little thing that makes her, Grace with a double G!
This past Saturday, the baby of one of my favorite families turned one. I realized how crazy it is that I have been given friends that are truly as good as family! They love my kids the way I love them. They accept us for our faults as well as our strengths. They allow us the room to grow and learn in our relationships. They celebrate with us when we celebrate and we cry together when we're hurting and no matter what we know that it will always be okay. I know that time or place doesn't matter we will stick together.
On Tuesday, my mom will celebrate her birthday. I am crazy proud of my mama! She has no clue that she is my inspiration, my Godly example and one of the people I care most about what they think. I am so blessed that God choose to make me her baby.
Unfortunately, I can never say all this to the person that asks the crazy question. I think it every time. I am disappointed that there are no words to make people get it. So I simply press on through the conversation and pray for a time when I can help them see-Crazy is a relative term.
