Saturday, May 7, 2011

new normal

Today has been a good day. I know that is a lame opener, but it has! Today feels like a "normal" Saturday with my family and right now normal feels pretty darn good.

My friends were right, the meds do get easier. Everything is easier with sleep, something I have acquired guilt free since Thursday night. Friday afternoon we nestled in for a four hour nap, we went to bed around 9:30pm, woke at 7:30am and took another long nap today. Last night my mind was reeling with thoughts zig-zagging all around the spectrum of my conscience. I've slept deeper and more soundly during the daytime naps even though both presented me with awful dreams. That "newborn baby how am I gonna protect her if this catastrophic event happens" kind of dream. Some moms know exactly what I'm talking about. I can't believe I just lived through one of those dreams and now it is part of my reality.

This morning after breakfast and cartoons it was time to tackle the tangle. This wasn't just any tangle. This was 16 days of bedhead with very curly hair knotted mass kind of tangle. It looked like a literal rats nest on the back of her head. I considered taking her to a salon, but thought I should at least give it a try. I'm glad I did because it didn't take too long with my secret ingredient: olive oil. I conditioned it twice in the shower, sprayed it down with detangler, then rubbed in the oil. Fifteen minutes later and voila, tangle free. Go mom!

Then I had to fulfill the bribe I used to get her to be still for those fifteen minutes. Enter LTECH nail salon. Ten blue fingers and ten blue toes later she walked out feeling pretty sassy. She looked so tiny sitting in the leather massage chair, so dainty. Her legs show the evidence of being sick for so long. Tiny stems with large knees. She'll grow back into them, even stronger than before.

As for little sister, she peppers me with kisses at various intervals throughout the day like last night during movie time, this morning after breakfast, this afternoon at the Tech baseball game. I hope to get another dose of her lovin' as soon as she wakes up from her nap. Yes, it is 6 and they are both still asleep. I should probably wake them up but I've heard too many times, "Don't you wake that baby!"Sleep is one of the sweeter parts of recovery.

One last thing. Harper is getting back to her old self. Last night she told me I needed some "pajama jeans" because sometimes my jeans don't fit right. Before she got sick it was Proactive for my spots. One more reason to keep the tv off.


  1. So happy for you to be home! Still thinking about you and praying for Harper's recovery. What a sweet and STRONG girl!

  2. so great that you are getting out and also getting some much needed rest. I can only imagine what her hair looked like! I wondered that in one of the pics you posted and it looked like it was clean and washed! I guess not!! ;) can't wait to see you tomorrow!!!

  3. I can feel the LOVE!!! and the LAUGHTER and the
    LIFE at the Cauley house....better yet....the
    Cauley MOM!!!!!

    My heart is jumping with joy!


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