Parade.

I wish the parade in my title, was full of clowns, candy, and hilarity. But no, it was a parade of nurses, coming to oohhh and ahhh and my "horrible, 80 year old woman, veins." Twelve to be exact. Finally, anestesiology was called, and the miracle nurse got an IV started in one poke. (Well, two after the numbing stuff.) So, only 2 attempts yesterday for an IV. This is a dramatic difference from the 4 attempts I had last week.

Last week. I told the nurses who recognized me that I was sick of seeing their pretty faces. And that this was getting old. I want ONE day of feeling superb. Yesterday was not that day. Today is not that day. I got four bags of fluid yesterday and some pain and nausea medications. I was there about 10 hours, and then sent home, feeling semi-better. This morning, I can barely stand without falling over. Another call has been made to my doctor's office, in which I'm still awaiting a return call. Hopefully there won't be another triage visit.

Samantha was a trooper at the hospital yesterday. She flirted with anyone who walked in the room, and took a 2 hour nap on Grandma. We are blessed with such a happy girl, and hope the blessing continues with Maggie.

Speaking of Maggie, she just kicked me so hard that the laptop flaired back. Haha. Last year, when I was pregnant with Sam, I thought it was weird calling my unborn child by name. But we kept the name we picked out, and love it. So now, I'm continuing my belly talk, using the name Maggie, and can't help but wonder if she already knows it's her. I know, 22 1/2 weeks, not likely, but I like to think of my kids as the most intelligent kids out there.

I think of how miserable I've been feeling with all this "morning" sickness. Yet, I'm still blessed. I haven't received a lot of good news this week. My friend, Leslie, who's little boy Pearson is still in the NICU but improving, had to have her gallbladder taken out. 2 friend's moms were or are still in the hospital. A childhood friend's grandpa is dying. Things could always be worse. I feel like I've never prayed so much in my life as I have in the last week with all the different news I keep receiving.

Melissa