What a week!

So as you know from my last post, we lost our baby and this week Anna has been going through the process of miscarrying the baby (is that the right term?).  We have been amazed by the peace and comfort we have had and by the kindness and generosity of those around us in coming to our aid.  We had great friends and family drop off dinner and show up with brownies (I think this was more for me then Anna) and even a sack dropped on our front porch by a friend that had soup for Anna and fresh baked bread and a movie for the girls.  We are also surprised that it seems it is more the norm for people to have had a miscarriage then not as everyone we talk to seems to have had at least one.  I guess we are part of the club now.  What it has done is made us grateful for our girls and each other and more committed to act on others behalf as people have done for us.  I hope we will be more aware of those who need a helping hand and give it without waiting for them to ask.

On Saturday night we were woken up by Sophie crying out in her room.  I went in to see what was the matter only to find her fighting to get a breath and crying that her mouth hurt and she couldn't breath.  Well we have seen countless commercials and warnings about kids having allergic reactions and she was struggling so we loaded her up and called a neighbor to come check on Molly every once in awhile and went to the Hospital.  Turns out she had croup but we had never dealt with it before and didn't know it could come on so sudden with no warning signs.  She was treated and we were released soon there after.  I think I am done with the Hospital for awhile (hopefully).

A funny story to end this post.  Sophie was exceptionally moody on Saturday (probably because she was getting sick but also because she doesn't want to take much needed naps anymore) and we had been out to Rick and Kaylene's as they watched the girls for us while we ran some errands.  On our way home Sophie would not let me talk to her without screaming so I gave up and Anna stepped in with patience trying to calm down the storm that was brewing in our backseat.  Sophie continued to cry, scream, wail and plead about everything and anything meanwhile Molly sat in silence obviously trying not to get sucked in by the storm or struck by lightning.  It finally got to the point that Anna had had enough as well (which says a lot because her patience is much greater then mine) and told Sophie she was done.  Sophie screamed that she wanted Root Beer (a new demand in a list of about 100 in the last 30 seconds).  Anna turned on her and said "I will give you Root Beer when you get home if I don't hear one peep until we get home, do you hear me?  Not one peep!  If you make even one peep no rootbeer for you!"  Well that got Sophie's attention and she shut up for a glorious 30 seconds.  As we revealed in the silence we hear our quiet little Molly's voice and what does she say...none other then "peep".  Anna and I just started to laugh and thanked Molly for releasing the tension that had built up.  What a silly little girl.