What little Denalis are Made of...

  We discovered yesterday that not only does Denali have Munchausen's Syndrome, she also has Munchausen's by proxy. She's causing me to have symptoms so she can go see the nice nurses at the hospital! Yes, we went to the hospital for the second consecutive day. Really? I'm so embarrassed! I started having some bleeding again, just like a month ago. I called Dr. O's office, talked to the nurse and she said I should come in. I really did not want to go back to the hospital, but I'm trying very hard to take off my white coat and just be a good patient. So, I was admitted and the nurse came in to hook us up to the monitor. Denali was uncooperative and would not hold still! The nurse would chase her around, find her heartbeat and then as soon as she put the straps on, Denali would move again. The nurse had me walk around to calm her down, change positions multiple times and nothing worked. She kept threatening to "tie that baby down"! It was comical, but frustrating because I just wanted to go home. The nurse commented multiple times on how active Denali is and I was proud of her. She does not take after her parents is that department! At long last, the nurse gave up on getting a tracing and said we could go. Still no explanation as to why I was bleeding, but as long as Denali is okay, I'm happy!
  Obviously, if something is going wrong with Denali, I don't want any heroic measures or anything like that. I just want to know so that we can let our families know and if at all possible, they can get up here.
  As we were driving home, I was thinking about Denali (as always) and that poem about little girls being made of sugar and spice came to mind. No sooner had that thought crossed my mind than a song by Miranda Lambert began playing inside my head:

 "I'm going to show him what little girls are made of, 

Gunpowder and Lead"

 In light of the morning's activities, I think my daughter may have a little more gunpowder in her than sugar!

  Which brings me to a quote that I found yesterday:

"We have not journeyed all this way 

across the centuries,

across the oceans,

across the mountains,

across the prairies,

because we are made of sugar candy."

-Sir Winston Churchill

  

  So, the overall message that the universe sent me yesterday was that little girls are made of so much more than sugar and spice and everything nice!

  I've recovered from the feelings of utter defeat that hit me hard this past weekend. I attribute my renewed purpose to the thoughts and prayers on our behalf. John and I so appreciate it! The only way we are going to make it through this is by the grace of God and the love of our family and friends.

  I think I have started nesting. I looked around last night and realized that John's house is...lacking warmth. It's definitely a bachelor pad. John has great furniture, just none of the little decorative touches. I started rearranging furniture and knick knacks. And then I texted John and told him he is going to buy an area rug, curtains, some throw pillows and a Roomba. Surprisingly, he agreed! (Okay, the Roomba is a bit extravagant since I have all time in the world to sweep and vacuum, but I LOVED the one I used to have!) I went into a flurry of Pinterest activity and have a good idea what I want to do. Eventually John and I hope to merge our households so I thought I would decorate with colors that will coordinate with the things I already have. I'm very excited! Since we don't have a nursery to decorate, the rest of the house is the next best thing. 

  

 P.S. I played Gunpowder and Lead for Denali and she immediately went crazy! I was able to catch my belly dancing away on video. If I can figure out how to do it, I will post it!