This has been a really emotional week. My adopted mom had a very serious asthma attack that caused cardiac arrest. She coded 3 times, but God allowed the doctors to bring her back. My oldest son had the flu as she was being flown in on an Aerocare helicopter. My youngest son started running fever yesterday at school. My adopted mom is doing so much better, but it is still in ICU. We are also having an ice storm which is very rare in Texas. My students were crazy with the weather change. I missed the weekly staff meeting due to all that was happening and was told I had to turn in my parent conference sign in sheets from the first few weeks of school. So I begin to search my important binders, folders for them and can't find them. I hadn't really cried during this whole week and our reading coach came in and I told her I couldn't find those sign in sheets and began to cry. She looked down and saw them right in front of me. lol! Why is it that we can hold ourselves together in the midst of turmoil, but later the tiniest thing can bring on a flood of emotional tears? I want to give God all the glory and honor for healing my adopted mom, for healing my oldest son and for giving me the peace and strength to get through this difficult week.
I'm also thankful I got to eat lunch with my youngest son between hospital visits this week. I surprised him with Chick Fil A he was so happy. We took his brother a surprise lunch too. My boys are such an amazing blessing and the light of my life.
My youngest is my cool nerd. He asked for 2-D shapes for Christmas. I told him I had some at school so I brought them home. He was so excited. He won this cool head band from the prize box at school for doing so well on his math facts. He'