Updates and Hair

So, haven't kept up in awhile...obviously! Georgia's results came in and they didn't pick up any seizures! Yay! Her doctor said he's pretty sure that is what happend but the results just mean they aren't happening often enough to worry about it for now. So thankful!!

Lately I've seen all these little girls with curled hair- I've wondered how their mom's do it. Do they really have their toddler sit there while they roll their hair with a hot curling iron? Then I finally found the answer! I read a blog the other day and realized it's foam rollers! My mom never used these with me, but they looked like they worked wonders and had a lot of potential for fun. Ha! I picked some up at the store yesterday and talked (bribed) Georgia into playing "Beauty Shop" after her bath. This morning we woke up and wah-la!

Before she even looked in the mirror she said, "Mom, my hair looks crazy" Yep, of course it does Georgia. I felt so bad, I couldn't stop laughing. "Don't laugh Mommy!" Great, now I've poodled my daughter's hair and I'm openly mocking her. This is going to be a great story for her psycologist in 20 years. So I tried to brush it out and put a bow on top....

Yay! Now it's just an afro with a bow on top!! Georgia was very upset when she figured out it was going to stay this way until she takes a bath tonight. I couldn't let her leave like this so she also had her first go at the straightening iron this morning as well....

Waiting....

Waiting on the results of Georgia's test is going to kill me. Today is Tuesday. I talked to the doctor last week and he said it would be a "good 4 to 5 days" before we heard anything. If you count Wednesday then today is 5 days. I'm sure they aren't counting that way though. So today is 4 days. I've all ready called twice and left one message. I know they will probably call me back before lunch just to let me know either way but I can't concentrate on anything. I'm exhausted and completely drained. I know Georgia is okay, but I need to know what I am dealing with or not dealing with. Patience is defiantly a lesson I know God has been trying to teach me this past year. I thought I had it down.

Funny Stories

Every morning there is a big rush down the hall with Georgia yelling "I'm going to push the button!" as though I'm going to fight her over whose right it is to push it. Really, I thought this little game would get old after a few months, but it does make mornings fun with her racing down the hall and me trailing behind laden down with bags, a lunch kit, a nap mat and whatever else we have deemed necessary for our day saying "Georgia! Don't push the button until I get there!!!" "Okay, Georgia!!! Don't get in the elevator if it comes until I'm there with you!" "GEORGIA!!! NEVER EVER STEP IN THE ELEVATOR WITHOUT MOMMY!!" My greatest fear is that she gets in the elevator, hits the #1 and is swooped down to the first floor without me. Leaving me to wonder, should I race down 10 floors which would obviously take a good 5 minutes...or just wait for the next elevator (they are pretty fast- so this would be my choice if the situation ever arose). Luckily, she listens. Most of the time she will wait for me to get to the elevators before she pushes the button. Some mornings she's just a little more anxious than others.

Once the magic button has been pushed I am then read my rights for the next step in the process. "Okay, Mommy when the alligator (she's a little confused on elevator and alligator) gets here I will push the button inside, okay? I will push number 1. You don't push it. I will push it." "Okay, Georgia, got it." Then we play a game of which elevator it will be. Georgia's favorite is the service elevator- I have no idea why. Out of four elevators 3 are gorgeous- they have gleaming wooden walls, nice floors and televisions in the corner. Shortly after we moved in Georgia had the experience of riding in the service elevator (Standard silver walls, ugly tile floors and no TV. It is bigger and the doors are taller. but it hardly ever is in regular use since people rent it out for moving purposes and you can "lock" it on a floor while you are moving) Needless to say the first time it showed up to take us down Georgia was in awe. "Wow! I like this alligator! It's BIG, why haven't I ever seen this one before?"

So every morning when I ask her which one will it be today she replies "The big one!" I always reply knowingly- "No, Georgia, probably not." and of course I'm always right. Well, except for today, and a couple other times...

Moving on- we play the same game when we get home from work/school. As soon as we get past the lobby Georgia starts running. The other day she flew around the corner (I was pretty quick this day) right as a man walked up from the other side. Georgia paused for a minute and unknowingly the gentleman pushed the elevator button. "HEY!" Georgia said with her hands on her hips, "I was going to push that!" she was pretty perturbed this guy took away her right as elevator button pusher. A group of about 4 people standing around just laughed at her while I explained that it was okay and she could push it next time. Next thing you know the service elevator light goes off and Georgia gasps, "MOM! It's the BIG alligator! Yay, yay, yay!" Again some laughter. The other residents are a little weary of this elevator since it's also known to get stuck occasionally. One lady says "Oh no, I don't like this elevator" Georgia, "It's my favorite! I love this alligator!" and once again she has stolen the show. They think it's so cute she calls is an "alligator" then she goes on to tell them her love for the alligator and her memories in it. "One time my mommy and I rode in it....."

I tried to correct her the other day and teach her the difference in alligator and elevator, but my heart just wasn't in it. She's got the rest of her life to learn that and it makes me smile when I hear it.

EEG

Tuesday night Georgia and I had a slumber party and stayed up until 12:30am. I woke her up at 5:00am Wednesday morning. For the EEG, Georgia had to be able to fall asleep with the electrodes on by herself to be able to monitor her brain activity. So I had one tired girl on my hands Wednesday morning. We made it to Texas Children's and they ran the test. It went pretty smoothly. I am so proud of Georgia- she was a star.

The night before I had googled some pictures of kids with the electrodes on their heads and showed it to Georgia so she would be prepared for this. The technician glued about 30 electrodes to her head and then she and I laid down on a hospital bed. They flashed a strobe light in front of her and then made her blow a pin wheel (both the flashing light and breathing quickly can cause a seizure to occur) Then we were able to go to sleep! We both passed out for about 30-40 minutes. The technician came back on the speaker and told me to wake Georgia up. So I woke up a not very happy little princess while they got the final readings. After that it was over. The tech came in and removed all the electrodes and we went home where we slept the afternoon away!

I thought we would receive results today or tomorrow but her pediatrician called and told me we would not receive them for 4-5 days. Say a prayer that we are able to get an answer and start making sense of all of this.

My Yellow Hair

I was just told by Georgia that she wanted me to go to the doctor and get my hair yellow again.

hmm.....Loving the dark but missing those golden locks lately. Wonder if Georgia is onto something? Is it time to go back to my roots? (you know- the roots I've claimed almost my whole life that have to be touched up every 5 weeks?)

~*~My **GOLDEN** Birthday~*~

It's almost March which means it's time I start to remind everyone about my upcoming birthday! The celebrations will start March 1 this year (like every year) and will not end until April 1.

This birthday happens to be one I've looked forward to my entire life- My Golden Birthday. Some of you may be asking yourself- what is a golden birthday? It's when you turn your age on the date of your birthday. Example: I will be 26 on the 26th.

Growing up I was always SO jealous of my sister- she had her Golden Birthday when she was 12. I had to wait a LIFETIME for mine. So there is your reminder!

Now it's time to compile the birthday list!

#1- Dakota.

Georgia and I went to New Jersey and New York in December. While we were there we stayed with some good friends who had a great dane. She was the sweetest dog ever! So good with kids, huge and gorgeous! I thought she was so neat and casually said that I would love a dog like that but could never keep it in an apartment. My friend told me they are surprisingly great apartment dogs since they don't require a lot of exercise, are pretty lazy and docile. So I started thinking about it. I looked online the past couple of months and thought of getting a puppy, but what a nightmare trying to potty train a puppy in a high rise? I eventually stumbled across this beauty:

I am in love with her. She is potty trained, leash trained, perfect! I went to see her and she is sooo well behaved. Even better she has grown up with a little girl that is Georgia's age and plays so well with her. I want her sooooo bad.
That's it so far....the only thing on my birthday list....

*Never Grow Up*

Every morning for as long as I can remember I've carried Georgia into her school. When you first arrive at the school there are two teachers standing outside. One marks down attendance and the other acts as a "runner". You can pull up in your car and have the teacher take your child into class or you can park, walk them to the gate where the teacher takes them from there or you can walk them in yourself.

Last summer I carried Georgia to the gate a couple of times and the "runnner" took her to class. Georgia was not a big fan of this. She began to ask me to walk her all the way in. So I did. We pull up, I get her out of the car and gather her bags when she says "Carry Me Mommy". I pick her up balancing a lunch kit, back pack, nap mat and 3 1/2 year old. She buries her head in my neck as we walk past the teachers. "Good Morning Georgia!" They say. No response- no question this is my child...not a morning person.... We walk in and as soon as we hit the hallway Georgia can suddenly walk again. I know she does this because she is scared I will drop her off with the teachers up front again (Seriously? Only did this once or twice!) and she likes to have that extra bit of time to say goodbye and have "One more BIG hug" before I leave for work.

Yesterday we got out of the car and Georgia said, "I'm going to walk today Mommy". Just like that she walked past the teachers and replied back with "Good Morning" on her way in. We were halfway down the hall when I realized she had just walked into school under her own steam and might never want me to carry her inside again. I felt as though the wind had been knocked out of me.

There were many mornings I would be exasperated with her for making me carry her. I would try to convince her to just walk on her own. I would have my arms full with stuff and of course be running late and would get irritated.

I almost saw her life flash before my eyes at that moment. The moment she was born and suddenly this little change in our routine made me feel as though she had just graduated from high school. Every day that passes is one I will never get back.

Today she walked into school again on her own and tomorrow I guess she'll get her driver's license.