--> womb [woom] (noun)
1. the uterus of the human female and certain higher mammals.
2. the place in which anything is formed or produced.
--> mate [meyt] (noun)
1. one of a pair
2. a counterpart
--> And on that eighth day of October, I met and fell in love with my womb-mate.
Academic Year - Reading Award (High Academic Achievement)
Academic Year - Math Award (High Academic Achievement)
Allow me to introduce... Mrs. Annie Sargent - Jaz's Kindergarten Teacher. I thank GOD that He saw fit to place Jaz with her. She. Is. Phenomenal. Period. She didn't take no mess! She worked with Jaz. I mean she really WORKED, you hear me?! Phenomenal.
Soooo...after 20 days...I knew it was time to take down Jaz's plaits. Yeah, I wrote 20. LOL. This started yesterday afternoon. That's all that was accomplished. This morning, I washed it, applied a TON of moisturizer ('Doo Gro' brand) and put it in six plaits. You'll see traces of it in her Finished pic. I use a lot because her hair is the most powerful sponge known to mankind. I apply the mousturizer while her hair is still wet to keep it from becoming extra dry and crispy in two days. May not be the ideal method but it works for us. Definitely wasn't gonna go super fancy since I'll be doing it again next weekend for her Summer Vacation!! :-)
For those who don't know what I mean by 'plait', here's the dictionary definition:
Sunday morning. You see how excited she was to get it washed? Ha!
Sunday afternoon - finished product. You can still see traces of the moisturizer. It's about 98% by now. In about an hour, it'll be absorbed by the fro lurking beneath there.
Soooo...it's been a tiring week, to say the least.
Here's a timeline of last night:
7:49 PM - "Jaz, go get a book and come get in bed and read to me."
8:21 PM - "Yeah, I'm not sleepy either. Let's play a game where I say a letter and you name an animal that starts with that letter."
7:19 AM - "Mommy, we fell asleep."
Haaaaaa!!! ;-)
7:35 AM - "Hey, go put on your bathing suit."
I should've taken a picture of her face. As you can imagine, much joy was present. lol
Since I am Mother-Of-The-Year (smirk), we've lived here 15 months and have never visited the pool.
7:45 AM - Away we went. Not surprisingly, Jaz seemed terrified of the water and clung to me as if her life depended on it. There were A LOT of june bugs in the water. Yuuuuuck! She kept saying the water was too cold and it wasn't like the pool in Florida. (Please see Westgate Resort post from our Disney World vacation in March. LOL)
6:30 AM. Jaz got to go to daycare super early so she could ride the bus to school. She loves riding any bus so it was a treat for her to do so. She was giggly and all smiles!
2:15 PM - I get a call from the school nurse stating she has a fever of 102.3. Whaaaat?!
2:30 PM - I arrive at the school. Her fever is now at 103.0. Again - whaaaat?!
Made a few calls.
3:20 PM - We're waiting to be seen by the pediatrician.
4:00 PM - She's given Tylenol.
4:30 PM - Dr. Ramsay believes she has a nasty sinus infection.
Thick, yellowy drainage. She prescribes medicine.
Jaz can't leave until her fever is below 100.
Dr. Ramsay 'prefers' she waits until Thursday
to return to school but says she can go back Wednesday
if she doesn't have a fever.
There goes Jaz's perfect attendance for the year.
Sadness.
4:35 PM - Jaz is given a Pedialyte popsicle.
4:36 PM - Jaz is NOT pleased with Pedialyte popsicle.
4:45 PM - Jaz is ok to go home.
7:00 PM - $111.75 for all her medicine.
Yes, I have insurance.
Yes, that's how much it still cost.
Jaz's Mama was not pleased.
Nana came to the rescue - once again!
Got home. Only ate half a bowl of noodles.
Took a quick shower. Got a full body massage.
She's been getting these Johnson& Johnson
Bedtime Lotion massages since birth, literally.
I created a monster, I know.
Went to sleep in Mama's bed, instantly.
Woke up Tuesday morning.
Fever was 101.1.
Administered Tylenol.
Went to Denny's. She demolished her breakfast.
Woo woo! Appetite was restored.
Laid around watching tv most of the day.
Took a nap. Had a PB&J sandwich for lunch.
CranPomStrawberry (homemade, thank you VERY much) popsicles
and plenty of water and apple juice throughout the day.
Came time for dinner. I made spaghetti, her favorite.
She had about 3 bites and said she was full.
Oh Lord...
Bedtime rolled around.
She tossed and turned and was a FURNACE!
This morning rolls around, she states she feels ok.
Fever was 102.2 at 6:45am.
I started making calls and sending emails
stating neither of us would be at work/school again today.
Side Note: Yesterday, around the time school let out,
her daycare director called me to see why
Jaz didn't get on the bus after school.
I'd forgotten to call and let them know!
On the other hand, one of the reasons why
I love her daycare so much is because they
actually CARE about the well being
of all their students. She said she'd let me
go so she could call the bus driver to confirm
Jaz wasn't at school.
La Petite Academy. Class Act!
Back to this morning.
Dr. Ramsay's nurse called to check on Jaz (how awesome is that?!).
Informed her she had the 102.2 fever.
She said that was no bueno and I needed to bring Jaz back in to check on that.
Soooo back to the doctor's office we'll go at 3:00 this afternoon.
Sponsored, this time, by her Great Grandparents.
These co-pays and medications are no joke!
Good God!
And this is where we are as of now.
Her fever was down to 99.9 a few minutes ago! Yay!
Even slyly recorded Jaz this morning as she had laughing fit while watching Beethoven.
In ways and means beyond expression, she has molded me into the woman I am today.
Rarely a day goes by that I don't talk to her and ask her advice on something.
She's one of those Moms everyone wishes they had.
Even at 27, she still comes to my rescue.
Most people think she has two children. The rest know I gave birth to her third child.
She is not only a confidante to me and Cliff...but also to Jaz.
Many nights Jaz, and her little 6 year old tail, has grabbed her iPod and called Nana to video chat and tell her "Can you make your daughter..." or "Your daughter did/said/made me...".
In reality, Mama is flawed - but I genuinely find no fault in her.
Her love is everlasting and unwavering.
Being the Red Headed Stepchild, as result of being Cliff's sister (lol), she has ALWAYS loved each of us for who we were, who we are, and who we hope to become.
I haven't always lived to my full potential...but every little hourly waged job I've had...there was Mama...more excited than I was...as if I'd won the presidency.
And, in moments like that, I wish she knew how much her support meant.
Speaking of support, let's run down THAT list:
I played basketball from 2nd-12th grade. Traveled all over Texas. She never missed a game.
I was in band 6th-10th grade. Traveled all over Texas. Never missed a performance.
Every elementary performance. She was there.
Every middle school performance. She was there.
Every high school performance. She was there.
Fast forward a few years. Labor & Delivery. ALL THE WAY IN THERE. lol
Just wanted to write a quick note to lovingly and genuinely inform you - my Mama is better than yours.
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