My beautiful Noah!

I tried to write this post last night, but I just couldn't pull my thoughts together. I was on such a great excitement high that I just couldn't get my words to make any sense, so we will try this today.

Yesterday was MLK Jr. Day, so Allen and Jaxon were both home. It was looking like it was going to be a very long day, when Allen decided we should go see what Grandma and Grandpa were up to. So we got everything together and piled over to their house. I think it was the first time we had been there since before Christmas.It has been so cold that I haven't tried to take the kids anywhere by myself. So we have missed going over there. While we were there, Grandma and I were talking about the waiting. She asked me if I had called to see if the test results were in yet and I said no. She told me that she thought it would be ok if I called and checked it out. Well if you know me at all, you know that I hate to make phone calls. I have such a problem making them and get so much anxiety over talking on a phone. (so stupid, I know!) So I made Allen call. LOL

So he goes outside and calls and he got the nurse's voicemail. He leaves a message and then comes back inside. He was noticeably mad, so I asked him what happened. He said that he left this message, "Hi this is Allen Green, Noah Green's son. . . " He was so embarrassed. I just laughed! He hates it when I make him do something he doesn't want to do. But Grandma and I together made him call. So after we all had a much needed laugh, we all got bundled up and headed out to Hendersonville for our usual Chick-fil-A lunch. We had a great time and really enjoyed spending time with them. The kids got to play for a bit and we had some nice conversation with Grandpa and Grandma. I love and cherish them and every time we get to just "chat." It's so wonderful.

Then we picked up Noah's antibiotic at Kroger and came on home. I really didn't want to just go home and wait, so Allen called Nana and Uncle to come over and hangout/play Rock Band with us. We got home and got the kids changed and settled and I was getting the food ready when Allen's phone rang. I knew it was the doctor. I could just feel it. I asked him and he said yes and took it in the bedroom. I stood at the sink just starring at the dishes. I just kept telling God, "Take it and do what you will with it. Good or bad, I'll still keep my trust in YOU!" I just repeated it over and over for what seemed to be hours, but was only about 5 minutes. Allen came out and I could see it on his face. Everything was ok! Our Noah would be fine. He came over and hugged me and said, "He's ok, baby! He's ok!!" I just took a deep breathe and felt such a relief. They gave him instructions on how to treat the infection his stitches were getting and said they would see us next week.

About 10 minutes later, Nana and Uncle came to the door. I bet I probably scared them to death. I opened the door and told them Noah was fine. I think they probably thought I was insane. lol I was just so relieved and excited. They were happy and hugged Noah. It was so great to have them here to share the news with. The night went on and we had such a fun time. We had such a blast watching Uncle play the guitar and drums. Anyone who knows our Uncle, knows that it is so hard to get him to play games or anything, so we were honored that he joined in. The kids loved having them here and Lyla really loved Nana. She just watched Uncle from a distance. IT was hilarious. She kept starring at him, like she does Allen's brother, Troy. Just a deep trance of sorts. Too precious. I love moments like that. I got a few pictures, but not many. I was bummed about that!

I am a very thankful mother today! God has given me such peace in my heart. HE protected my sweet baby boy and given us a tremendous sense of life. This experience has forever changed me and my thinking. I am grateful and blessed!

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