Greetings from the fourth floor of our local hospital! My firstborn sweet little baby (who is three to four inches taller than me) is attempting to fight her way through what appears to be a virus that mimics appendicitis.
Have you ever heard of such a thing??
Me either.
At any rate, sorry for the scarce posting, but between just arriving home from vacation, company arriving today, and Ashlee falling ill .... I'm pooped. And grouchy. And on an adrenaline rush. And my hair looks like I am mimicking Don King.
And that makes for one Crabby Prairie Mama!
But I'm a Crabby Prairie Mama that is counting her blessings that said baby girl is on her way to recovering - without surgery.
Blessed be the name of the Lord.
~Brenda
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