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Crazy Days & Sleepless Nights

The title of this post probably makes you think of college days - but no college stories here! So there hasn't been a ton of change in this family lately. Kaydence is still a little over 12 pounds. She is working to sit up, but we haven't quite reached that point yet. I was super excited last week that during her OT session, she grabbed a hold of her new little toys and put them right to her mouth. That is a big deal for her! We work each day to touch our toes, to do our sit ups, and to stretch our muscles. She also keeps rolling over on her side. I know she is going to figure out that she can roll over completely without being in a fit of rage.
This past week during OT, we also got a Bumbo seat. It has been both a blessing and a curse. Abigail, developing into her middle child self, has decided that it is okay for her to pick up Kaydence and put her in the little seat. The first day she did this I was in the bathroom putting on my makeup and listening to Kaydence fuss a little while laying on her playmat in the living room. Then she got quiet. I thought Abigail was watching cartoons. All of a sudden, Abigail runs in and says "Momma I put Kaydence in her seat!" Literally, my heart dropped. I tried to run in the living room in a calm fashion, because Abigail was just trying to be helpful, and Kaydence was sitting perfectly in her seat - happy as can be. I told Abigail not to pick her up unless I was in the room with her. Saturday she did the same thing when Tommy and I stepped out on the porch. Sunday she did it again when I was standing on the other side of the room. I said, "Abigail, I told you not to pick her up." She corrected me, "But you said not to pick her up unless you were in here with me. You're right over there!" Oops. Point for Abigail, a 3-year-old. I clarified that I need to be sitting with her. She is way too smart to not watch like a hawk all the time.
Continue to pray for Kaydence, as she still needs prayer for her development. And pray for me tonight I ask. For the first time since we found out about Kaydence having issues, I will be singing in church tomorrow - at a funeral. Kind of ironic. Well, it really isn't ironic. It's God. I prayed Sunday night and God and I had a chit chat about my singing. It's not like I will ever be a professional, but I love to worship in song to Him. I haven't been able to do that since last December. I asked that He help me figure out when it is time to go back and BAM! Tommy's Great Aunt passed away on Sunday morning and Monday I was asked to sing at her service, in our church. God has such a sense of humor. I'm a little emotional anyway when I sing, and this is Aunt Margie's service! I'd like to not fall apart. So I humbly ask for some prayers that I can get through the songs without choking up in any way. Thanks in advance friends!

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