She has started going back to school. It took a lot of convicting. She was very nervous about showing up with no hair. She still does not like going to the cafeteria. It is so overwhelming for her to think about being in an environment with all of those kids. All of those kids who will look at her and might say something! But she has been so brave. And comes home every day happy. Tallulah sure had gotten used to her being home with her though, and now every day asks me "where Dada?" (Georgia).
Oh! So Georgia and Cooper have SUPER noses. Or I should say SUPER sensitive noses. When Cooper was 2, he would not sit by people if they hadn't just brushed their teeth. Or had any kind of smell he wasn't used to. Georgia can smell yogurt being opened in the kitchen from the other side of the house. Same with vinegar or any other food or smell she doesn't like. Anyway, When they access her port, they have to flush it with saline solution twice. It is a huge ordeal. Georgia doesn't mind being poked or having blood drawn but the saline taste is just more than she can bare. She usually throws up and that is after much screaming, crying, and persuading by me and her doctors. It's a scene. Her nurse told me yesterday that most the kids hate being accessed (that's what they call it) and throw tantrums but that at least Georgia had a legit reason. (I would think just being sick of having needles poked through your chest was a legit reason) Georgia's saline issues were the worse she had ever seen. Super noses I tell you.
Aside from all of Georgia's ordeals, 2 other exciting things have happened recently. We found out this week we will be having a baby girl end of March! I think we are all excited to have a beautiful baby in our family. All excited and a little bit nervous. I love babies. But they stress me out. I am resolving to be normal and relaxed and not tired and full of energy when baby #4 comes. This time will be different.
Lastly, ( I think) we are currently in the process of closing on a house. We found one just south of us. One street south of us! In a different neighborhood but still within walking distance from my parents! Which is a miracle and a must!! I have become very needy! I pretty much need my moms help every day! I try not to let that depress me. I used to be independent. Well I was forced to be independent. I really have not had any help for the last 8 years. In fact the nurses watched my children for me when I was giving birth to Tallulah. That was after I had driven 3 hours to the hospital by myself with my kids on a highway that was on fire, while I was having contractions.
But without my mother, I could not have survived the last 8 months. There is just no way I could have done it. Ok, obviously it would have gotten done, but I am not sure how. Things would be pretty dismal around here.
