2 out of 3 aint bad

Well since I won Suzie's little messy couch award, I thought it might be a good idea to clean it. But then I got lazy, and thought to myself, who the heck is ever gonna look under there anyway?..So I decided against it.

Metldown spawn is still grounded, so I stuck my ground there. That's good right?

Oh, and we got the tree out of the house tonight.....A night for small miracles right?

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So, Meg Ryan spawn had her appointment yesterday. The doctor took a listen to her heart, then had her "assistant" take a lesson and she says " do you hear that?"

My heart dropped, may have stopped beating for a brief moment. I started to begin thinking the worst. When you have a spawn, they consume you. Your every waking moment and even sleeping moments are thoughts of them. Are they ok? Are they happy? Are they gonna ride the short bus when they start school? Are the going to be healthy their whole life? Are they gonna be bank robbers?

You think just about everything, the good and the bad. You think about what their wedding will be like, what your grandkids will look like. Then you also think the bad things..Like what if my spawn gets hit by a car, gets cancer, loses a limb, or God forbid dies....I mean it happens..It is the worst thing that a parent could ever have to go through.

When your spawn complains of something, be it a headache, stomach ache, ear ache, toe ache or even a heart ache; we parents tend to think what if this is something worse than what it seems? Most of the time, everything is ok. Sometimes its more than that, but most times it is a normal part of childhood;being sick, getting fevers, headaches and whatever else you can think of.

But for that one brief moment you let yourself think something is wrong, your whole outlook on life changes. You all of a sudden find a place within you that you didn't think was there. At that very time you would be willing to lay down and die for your spawn. Its what we do...Some forms of living creatures eat their young, but we human mommies want to hold on to our spawns forever. I mean at the approapite age we will gladly kick them out and wish them luck. But until that time occurs, we are consumed by them.

Sometimes I think just having dogs would have been easier on my ticker, but then I know what I would be missing. And it is wonderful. Sure we gain weight, get stretch marks, swear to never sleep with our spouses again for fear of this happening again, cuz the pain is so bad. But in the long run, we are blessed.

My beautiful Meg Ryan spawn is fine. The doctor was a bit concered at first because her heart mumur is a bit louder than she would like to here. But after the echocardiogram she said that her heart is perfectly fine and that the pains she is feeling is not her heart, well she said 99.99% sure. And she said her heart murmur is probably so loud because she is so tall and thin. But that she is way too healthy to ever need to come back and see her.

So all your prayers were well worth it and I thank you...Thank you...

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On they way home The Husband went down a one way street..for a brief moment. I saw my life flash before my eyes. But alas, a crisis ws diverted. This state has so many one way streets, another reason I hate this state.

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My favorite show started last night...American Idol...All is right with the world..

Happy Hump Day

Toodles