Pieces of Me

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

When it Rains, it Pours

"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning" (Psalm 30:5)
Life in the McIntyre Household has been very eventful this past week.  Last Tuesday afternoon, Modesty and I treated our kiddos to a trip to a local Pumpkin Patch.  It was hot. . it was humid, but they had so much fun.  Okay, the BOYS had so much fun.  Hannah was a grouch.  And a complainer.  But she did pose for photos like a good little girl.  The kids each got to pick out a pumpkin and then we headed home.
Once we were home, Hannah came and placed her head in my lap only for me to realize she was burning up!  Of course, after a rough night and a trip to the doctor the next day, we learn that she has the FLU.  Influenza Type A1, which is apparently allowing the H1N1 strain to attach onto, meaning that she more than likely was infected with the glorious Swine Flu.
I must say that after 3 1/2 days of fever over 101 and a horrible cough, she's bounced back on Friday afternoon and has been fine ever since.  Of course, that wasn't before I completely lost my mind and thought about moving to a tropical paradise without my family.  Being cooped up with two children, one of which is NOT sick, and one who is acting like she's on her deathbed, can drive a mommy insane.
Thankfully, Stephen took over in the evenings (although Hannah only wanted mommy).  On Friday, he did take the kids away (I can't remember where they went) and I was able to get a run in (and the weather was AMAZING), making my time amazing.  I was also able to run on Saturday and again yesterday.  I cannot believe how close I am to actually RUNNING for 30 minutes straight.  At this point in time, I am not concentrating on distance or MPH but rather just building stamina.  And I am getting there.  I will run again on Thursday as I need to keep an eye on my knee for a few days.
Today was another story.  This morning started off on a good start.  I even got to work at 8:15 which is my ideal time for arriving to the Preschool.  I like to get everything ready before the day begins since I have to leave the class several times a day to teach music to the little ones.  Today, we got to school, I unbuckled Cayden like always, put him on the floorboard, told him to get out of the van, and headed to the back to get all our stuff.  And then it happened.  From the corner of my eye, I see my baby boy toppling head first out of the driver's seat.  He had decided to climb through the seats and come out my door.  Unfortunately, I hadn't closed it like I usually do so an accident was BOUND to happen. 
And seeing it - in what felt like S-L-O-W motion - was more devastating than anything I've had to endure in quite a while.
Dropping everything I had gathered in a pile on the ground, I scooped Cayden up and held him tight.  I was helpless.  There was no one in the parking lot, no one answering the phone in the building so I just held him and waiting, trying to remain calm.  Within minutes, several people arrived and helped us inside.  We checked out his head and decided to have a "wait and see" approach until I was able to talk to his pediatrician.
I asked his teachers to keep an eye on him and to let me know if anything seemed weird.  But 11:00 am, we had decided to make a call into the doctor's office again and see what to do.  It was decided that with all Cayden's symptoms, he needed to be seen in the ER so off to Children's Hospital we went.
My amazing mother was able to leave work to pick up Stephen and then get Hannah from school and meet us at the hospital.  And after several hours it was determined that he does have a concussion but seemed to be fairing well, so here we are at home, required to wake him up every 3 hours to make sure he's coherent. 
The above photo is while we were waiting in the ER waiting room.  He was telling me all about his bracelets. . the one with his name on it, and the one that says "don't eat tomatoes" (He has a tomato allergy and they wanted to make sure we didn't get a hold of any).
It's going to be a long night, BUT well worth it to make sure that nothing is seriously wrong with my baby boy.
And this is what I know in regards to my hectic life.  I know I need to
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6
My God is great and has not left me alone.
After reading a devotion I am reminded that in these moments it is time to "get on my knees and turn to my God. This is where my arrogance is broken: 'I can't do it'. This is where my pride is swallowed: 'I need you God'. This is where his Glory is revealed: 'I am weak'.This is where my path becomes straight, because its not me, but He who shines through me" (Words of Wisdom).

Monday, October 12, 2009

Kids Walk to Cure Diabetes

The Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation visited Hannah's school last week and taught the children about type 1 and type 2 diabetes, as well as nutritional eating habits and exercise.  Hannah was challenged to help by fundraising with the Kids Walk to Cure Diabetes.
Hannah now has the opportunity to participate in the fun by selling paper sneakers to friends, family, and YOU for a donation of $1 or more.  not only will Hannah be helping to find a cure for diabetes, but JDRF will give Hannah's school an appreciation gift equal to 10% of the money raised.  Hannah can win prizes as she fundraises to reach different prize levels and Hannah's school can receive a banner celebrating their success.
If you are interested in donated, you can send checks payable to JDRF to our address or give via my Pay Pal Account (rosemc99@gmail.com [www.paypal.com]) with JDRF in the notes/comments section so I know what it is for. 
On collection day, Hannah will participate in the Walk to Cure Diabetes at her school.  You can bet that I'll be there with her as she walks.
Diabetes is a disease that affects millions of American, including my nephew, Tyler, and our family friend, William.  Each day more than 40 children are stricken with type 1 diabetes for which there is no cure.  Thank you for your support of Hannah's fundraising effort to benefit both the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation as well as Hannah's school.  For more information, please contact your local JDRF Chapter at 1-888-533-WALK, for visit www.jdrf.org/kidswalk  

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Running a Marathon

1 Corinthians 9:24-27 "Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize."
Hannah and I are running a marathon this year.  Not all at one time, but together, we are participating in the RunTex Marathon Kids Program.  We each have a Runners log to keep track of the distance we are running.  Of course, we aren't out there running together.  Hannah is unable to keep up with my pace.  There are time when we do go and run together, but for the most part, Hannah is running at school and I am running in the evenings.  So far I have run a total of 14 miles since September.  Hannah is on what I believe is mile 4.  Pretty tough stuff if you want my opinion. 
Yesterday we did run together at the Marathon Kids kick off.  She was very hesitant about running with me on a track surrounded by lots of other people. In fact, part of the way through our run, I looked down and she had completely lost it.  From the start line, we had been holding hands and running.  I told her I'd hold her hand the entire time if she wanted me to.  Looking down into her face and seeing it covered with tears as she said to me, "Mommy, I don't think I can do this."  She was crying and running and trying to breathe all at the same time.  We slowed down just a bit as I told her to look ahead towards the goal.  We were nearly 1/2 way done with the lap.  I reminded her that we would go at her speed, not Mommy's and finish this lap together.  Towards the end of the lap, we were greeted by UT Athletes who were cheering the children on.  This was the moment when Hannah dropped my hand and ran to the finish line.  It was very hard for me to hold back the tears as my little girl gained the confidence and independence to finish the lap on her own.

This lap together has made me think back on all my training for the 5K.  In July, I could barely run 60 seconds without getting winded and wanting to stop.  And now, although I know it's been more than 9 week like the program should take, I am running at 6-7 minute intervals.  RUNNING.  I have gained more endurance and strength through my training. 
I didn't get serious about training for the 5K until after our trip to Key Largo.  So in 4 short weeks, I really have come from running 90 seconds to running 6 minutes.  And it's not easy.  There are days when I want to quit, but I don't because I know that what I am doing is making a huge impact, not just on my life, but on my children's.  Hannah wants to go running because I MAKE myself get out there.  She wants to do more active things because I am setting an example. 
Of course, I couldn't do this alone.  If it weren't for Stephen there for me in the evenings, willing to keep the children for 30-45 minutes while I take the dog and hit the road, this 5K would be near impossible.  He has been so supportive of my training and that means a lot to me.
And of course, my dear friend and phone buddy/training buddy, Traci.  She encourages me every day to continue in my training and in fact has challenged me to do a 5K or Half Marathon in February (whichever I'm ready for) just to keep me active.  Although I'm not sure I would quit running after my run in November, it sure is nice to have something to keep  my mind on to help me continue to train. 
All this physical training reminds me of the spiritual training I went through growing up.  Church and Sunday School were a part of my life.  It was not a choice for me to NOT go to church with my family.  We went to church, we went to Sunday School.  We participated in youth activities, and belonged to OAFC (Ongoing Ambassadors for Christ).  And through all of this, I really got the "training" I need for my life as an adult and as a parent.  I use what I've learned to teach my children about Christ's Love.  I use it daily to remind myself to be forgiving to not just others but myself. 
It's a part of me.  A part of my life and a part of my family.  It is my prayer that the Lord uses me to teach my children to trust in Him as I do. 
Both physical and spiritual exercise make me feel better. But no matter how much I exercise, there are going to be some days I just don't feel like doing it. What should I do when that happens? Do it anyway!