Happy Birthday Emilee!

Today marks the 8th birthday of my darling Emilee Faith in Heaven, born too early and living only a month. She was only here a short time, but she left a lasting impression. She taught me that life is too short to waste negative energy on negative people, and that loving the ones you have is important every day. I say "I love you" a lot more than I used to, and I say it way more often. Please remember to tell someone that you love them...it may be the only chance you get. And remember, if there is but one cause you subscribe to, please let it be the March of Dimes. One day we will have a reason why preemies come and go so swiftly. The March of Dimes is committed to millions of babies and their families. Thank you. Happy Birthday Em! We love you and miss you every day.

And the reality sets in...

We lost. Yes, we lost. My precious Sox boys lost to Tampa Bay in Game Seven. Ok, while I am disappointed in the outcome, our team proved yet again to the world that we are a phenomenal team. For all you skeptics that say, "SHE never liked baseball before...." I am hooked. When the team hurts, I hurt. We played some damn good ball this postseason, and that we can be proud of. Besides, I guess we should give someone else a chance to get to the World Series every once in a while.
On to something else. This blog I follow, Confessions of a CF Husband, (check it out if you haven't yet) had some depressing news today. To make a long story short (just read the blog!), Tricia has Cystic Fibrosis and she is not doing well. She has some tumors and the docs at Duke think they have spread. I am quite depressed about this, and I wish with all my might that Tricia receive better news soon.
Also, this month is Breast Cancer Month, as well as Premature Babies Month. Both subjects are near and dear to my heart. I lost someone that was a mother figure to breast cancer and I lost a premature baby. October is a rough month all the way around. My husband lost his mother on Halloween four years ago. Send some love our way this October.
On a joyful note, Savannah is running. And talking. And, since she is MY child, she is LOUD! She says all sorts of things that only she understands, but she says OW! when she falls, and she says No for everything else. I love my girls! Samantha continues to do good in school and be a social, albeit too talkative, butterfly.
Here we go into the cold....marching straight into my favorite time of year, fall. Pictures will be posted soon. I am waiting for my beautiful new laptop to be delivered!

Sickness Sucks

Ok. It is firmly established. Sickness sucks. My husband has been sick for 3 weeks now. I took the kid (the younger one) to the doc's today...double ear infection. I feel like I have been run over by a Mack truck. Samantha is the only one..knock on wood, or Pergo, in our house...that is still healthy. Send some good wishes our way. We sincerely need it.