i heard today of a 34, mom, wife, cancer battler

i just heard that a friend's wife is now battling stage 3 breast cancer and i don't even know what to say, i just can imagine a fraction of how she must feel.


Oh women, aren't we all so secure in our lives? Our beautiful babies, our lovely girls and boys growing so quickly, our petty spats with our husbands, the hugs, the kisses, the laughter, the joy.


SCREEEECCCCHHHHHHHH. Halt it right there! So you thought you were protected? You're actively nursing your little baby RIGHT now. You've been a good mom to your kiddos and you're still YOUNG, RIGHT?

Excuse me, I mustn't have heard you right. I have mastitis, not cancer. I have a clogged duct, not cancer. What are you talking about cancer? I just had a baby. That's why I'm tired. That's why I don't feel good, it is hormones. These hormones are so tough, especially after a fifth baby. I'll just stay in bed today, then I'll feel better. Right?

Ladies, we're not safe. We're not protected. We don't have to have a history of sickness. We don't need big "signs" - cancer doesn't care who we are or what we have going on. All it needs is a little hiccup in our health and there it is. And we have to change. Our whole life has to change. Our confidence is gone. Our knowing is gone. Our plans are gone. But our will is still there.

Our will is still holding on, willing us, teaching us, begging us to survive because we're loved and we're needed and we want to hold on and fight.


So pray, pray for the mom, the 34 year old mom with the new baby and 4 big brothers and sisters and a loving husband who wish her well. Send this on to your friends to pray for her to and their friends and on and on because she could be us.

Now I'm not a germa-phob but...

Now I'm not a germa-phob but the handlebars of a shopping cart are DIS-GUS-TING, say it with me sisters, DISGUSTING! So yesterday I went grocery shopping with my little Mallory who can now sit in the cart...second time trying...she's 9 months old this upcoming weekend so we're getting a little bold!

I have a cart wrap protection device..with a cute mirror on the back (how pray tell does she play with that?) toys on the front and no instructions. Lucky me, Natalie, my 7 year old (7 1/2 sorry) was with me and hooked us up. Literally, it was strapped to the cart, she was strapped to the cart on and on...we shopped, she was happy (yeah!) - of course she was happy she's always happy!

And since I was being thrifty and was at Aldi's (is Aldi's everywhere? they're BIG in KC and they're discount heaven) - where I have to bag my own groceries (yes, i forgot the recycle bags, AGAIN) and they throw all items from cart A (where mallory is happily smiling) into cart B (sans Mallory) I had to unstrap the baby protector from cart A and reattach it to Cart B.

Bright Idea Mommy decided to move the baby in the protector at one time to save time (people behind me, not going to keep cooing at baby for long). Well, I unstrapped the protector and not the baby, tugged her in the seatbelt and ended up disassembling the device, removing the baby, placing said baby in cart B, paying and then, yes, while I bagged groceries, reattached protector and replaced baby because EVERYTHING goes in her mouth, ick ick ick.

Why the trouble? My friend Jennifer's little gal got a strange infection requiring a surgical procedure from quite possibly a cart. (throw up in my mouth, UGH). NO THANK YOU!!!! So, Sorry Aldis I don't think all your customers are disgusting, I'm just not willing to take the chance.

...And we're travelling on a plane soon, can you imagine the fun our fellow passengers will have with us if this is how we are in a grocery line!!!