Wednesday, June 29, 2011

David's Logic

D: Mama, you know why I wear boxers and no shirt to bed?
Me: Why?
D: Because that's what guys do.
Thanks for clarifying that.

D: Mama, when I get big I ain't wearing a tuxedo (he is looking at our wedding picture). because I ain't getting married.
Me: Really?
D: Yea, cuz I'm not going to cowllege (how he pronounces it). I am just going to live with you and daddy. Sugar can get married though.

This makes me laugh for two reasons:
1. He is always trying to tell me Sugar can get married like he is trying to get her out of the house.
2. His logic about college and getting married.

Happy Birthday (a month late)

Happy Birthday to my dream come true--you.
I know it is a month late but with all the chaos I am just sitting down and reflecting on the past year of your life. What a blessing you are to our family. You have completed the Robinson family in so many ways and we love you to pieces.
You are walking--nearly running everywhere.
You love to climb--especially the stairs. It makes me nervous but I know that you must accomplish these skills if you want to keep up with David and Annabelle.
You love your brother and sister and squeal every morning when you see them.
At bed time you open your mouth wide and lean your head in when I say kisses. Then you get the biggest grin.
You are sporting 8 teeth.
You love broccoli and brussel sprouts--you and Annabelle are two peas in a pod.
When I say we are going bye-bye or for a walk you go to the door and start grunting.
Speaking of grunting--that is your preferred method of communication. I have been trying to get you to do signs but grunting seems to suit you fine.
You love the pool. You don't even seem to mind when David or Annabelle splash you. You just think it is a game and squeal.
You have made all the trials of this past year a lot more bearable because every time I see your grin and your soon to be afro I smile and can't help but to thank God for you.

Happy Birthday to the little man of the house--we love you!!

Monday, June 13, 2011


Tonight it is 3:00 am and most people are sound asleep yet I sit here wide awake. Yesterday the dr. discovered a mass on the pineal gland in my brain. They diagnosed it as a probable pineal cyst. Sounds simple right. Only thing is that the pineal gland is so far in the brain and so far to get to that it is one of the most difficult surgeries to perform. Do they know for sure that it is a cyst--no. Does the One who made me and place every hair on my head know--yes.

I had a pretty good day. Amazing worship at church today. Our church family gathered together--we cried, we prayed, we hugged. I saw christian love in action. I am so thankful for the body of believers the Lord has brought our way. We had friends over for dinner. My mind was occupied so I didn't have time to think about the constant pressure in my head. Then I went to bed.

Going to bed is taking on a whole new meaning to me. When I lie down the pressure in my head becomes so intense I can barely stand the pain. Glenn, David, and I knelt at the foot of the bed and prayed asking God to grant me sleep. He did--for a couple hours. After a couple hours I woke up covered in sweat and my head feeling as if it was going to explode. I tried to pretend my way out of it and go back to sleep--no such luck. Now I sit here.

I have so many thoughts about what is going on right now. I am not really sure what to think or how to react. Not really sure how to deal with what is going on. I feel scared yet comforted. Anxious yet calm. Depressed yet encouraged. It is so weird.

I do know that no matter what happens I will continue to serve the Lord and bring glory to His name. I believe that He is a God of miracles and that He alone can grant a miracle in this situation. Please join with me in praying for a miracle.