HAPPY NEW YEAR, everyone! I am relieved and optimistic with the newest addition of Gideon's most recent doctor: Dr. Enow, a Pediatric Gastroenterologist. My hope is that my sweet boy will have relief by the end of the month, or at least be on a path to a more comfortable stomach/intestinal existence. How I love progress!
Our Christmas Break was peaceful and busy at the same time. I adore that dichotomy, since the “busy” is the part when there is a rush to see as many loved ones as possible. And, peace. Well, that part is an absolute blessing. The best part was snuggling under the warmest blanket with my boys in Grand Marais, and watching the snow fall in feathery puffs, like it is in no hurry to join the earth since this will be its lightest and most free moment it'll ever enjoy on earth. It will take its grand entry slowly, and savor the tumble. That is, until Brody forms it into a massive snowball and rips it towards his brother's face. What is it with snow and the need to use it as a combative facial at the ages of 5 and 7? Someone always ends up crying... I made the shoulder-down rule. Sometimes I can be such a drag of a mommy.
It was our time in the snow, that is for sure. While we were snowy cold in the Upper Peninsula, the boys' daddy was in Mexico with his girlfriend, and proposed to her. While I have not met the boys' future step-mommy yet, I know that both Brody and Gideon possess so much love in their hearts and there is always room for more. It is my hope and prayer that future co-parenting with Tom and his new wife will be like that snowfall: calm, peaceful and gentle. I know it is possible and I believe, believe, believe that as long as every situation is viewed through a Godly lens, and one that focuses on the innocence of Brody and Gideon, that calm will prevail. I bought a book tonight on the subject, and plan to read how to maneuver through these newest waters. I know that she treats my boys well, and I know that she will not face any struggles in loving them (but I am partial)! A wise friend told me, “It shouldn't be called a 'step' parent, it should be called a 'bonus' parent.” Bonus love, bonus memories and bonus happiness is what I want for those precious monsters God has given me the gift of mothering. There is a plan for us all!
Tomorrow is spinal chemo for Gideon at 8 am. He will be sedated early-on, and will receive port chemotherapy. Please pray for a working port, a positive attitude for our boy, a smooth injection with minimal side effects. Gideon will be starting his next round of steroids, too. I am hoping they usher in an appetite!
Thank you for the love, prayers and continued open hearts as you think on Gideon. I am wishing all of you a Happy, happy New Year! So are my boys!