Yesterday was my birthday and while I would have liked to navel gaze and study the gray hair, it simply was not an option. A summary of my highs and lows follows:
High: I was woken up with chocolate cake!
Low: It was 6:00 a.m.
High: I had presents on the breakfast table!
Low: My family all departed too quickly.
High: I had a slate-free day to catch up on work.
VERY Low: The daycare called to tell me my little guy had experienced a seizure.
High: They had already called the ambulance.
Low: Seeing my loved one packed into an ambulance.
High: Getting expert care at the MCH - thanks!
Low: Worrying about the "next" time.
High: Coming home and watching the most amazing video produced by my children:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1hGA-H0ZfU.
High: Enjoying shishtaouk for dinner
High: Receiving enormous support from family and friends
High: Going to sleep in a warm bed, knowing that everything will be ok.
The "highs" definitely outweighed the "lows" - I guess 45 isn't so bad after all.
