normal day, you are a treasure.....

I was laying in bed the other night, praying.  As I started to pray, the first words that went up to heaven were:  Thank you, Lord, for a normal day.  That day, we had a play date with friends, and we ended our day jumping on moon bounces.  It was a fun, normal day. 

Then, in the middle of the night, Kamdyn woke me up.  Her breathing was loud and labored.  She eventually settled down and went back to sleep, but I knew it was croup again.  In the morning, I made a doctor appointment.  I got everyone ready, and we got out the door and into the car.  Seats were buckled, but as I turned the key in the van, I got nothing but a sputter and clicking.  I had left the lights on all night long, and the battery was dead.  So I got a jump, and two hours later, we were off to the doctor.

The doctor recognized that Kamdyn has croup again, but he said that she has been on the steroid too many times, and it is not good for her.  He gave us a nebulizer machine, and they had us do a treatment in the office.  I sat there holding a mask over my tiny baby's face, as the steam rose and surrounded her mouth and nose.  She was adorable, and she sat so still, just staring into my eyes.  It's like my girl knows that there is peace when we see each other's eyes.  And everything was ok.  Although, I was feeling overwhelmed inside. 

After the appointment, we had to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine for the nebulizer.  But it would not have been fitting for us to just walk in and out with a prescription.  The doctor had called in the wrong one.  And unless we either wanted to pay $600 (don't think so), or wait a week for authorization, we needed a new medicine called in.  After calling the doctor's office, browsing, getting the kids ice cream and a cookie from subway, the medicine was still not called in, and we had to leave.  We did get straightened out later, and we were able to pick it up that night.

This pretty much sums up how it is around our house:  The Kamdyn Show.  We all just want to be a part.

At the end of the day, it was all past us, and everything was fine.  But it's days like this that make you even more thankful for the normal days.

As the quote from Mary Jean Iron says,

"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are… Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect Tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."