Sunday, July 23, 2006
(July 11, 2006)
Today started out early with a "Twin Growth" ultrasound at the hospital. They seem to be doing well and the doctor says they weigh in at a whopping 1.2 pounds each. Shortly after the visit to the hospital, I had a visit with the OB/GYN who after waiting over an hour to see, had less than two minutes to spend with me. He didn't even take the time to measure their heart rates. Glad I don't normally see that doctor else we'd have some major issues.
Today was also Mark's birthday which ended up being a huge flop. It wasn't that I forgot, it's just that life sometimes takes over and does its own thing. So Sunday while we were eating dinner outside and I was asking Mark for birthday gift ideas, he said, "You didn't get me a hammock did you?" The problem was, I had but I wasn't going to admit it right there and then. So, I said "no," to which Noah immediately protested. "But Mommy. . . what about the big box we helped you carry into the house and hide?" Yes, yes we did get you a hammock. So Mark opened that up on Sunday, instead of today which left me with nothing for him to unwrap today. Then, because we're going on vacation tomorrow, he said not to make him a birthday cake because we'd never eat it all. Instead he suggested we make brownies because we could take them with us, which I had every intention of making. Except the afternoon was gobbled up by reading library books which we had to return before vacation and which the boys had to finish for their summer reading program. And then it rained and the sun came out all at the same time so we had to go outside and look for a rainbow. And that of course, turned into a rain walk which we haven't done for so long and Caleb has never done before.
  
 
And on our way back inside we discovered a giant zucchini in our garden and I was so overwhelmed by the thought of homemade zucchihi bread the brownies were completely forgotten.
 
So all Mark got was two whimpy candles shoved into a loaf of zucchini bread and a hug and kiss as he ran out the door for Elder's Quorum meeting.
But look at his smile--despite the lack of presents, the chaos of our house as I try and pack and clean for tomorrow's trip, a terrible meeting at work, and the lack of a chocolate dessert and the proper number of candles, he's still smiling. And that is how I always see Mark. No matter how bad and crazy things get around here, no matter how much weight I pack on or how many unexpected pregnancies I spring on him, no matter how many bills the mailman delivers and how many dollars short we are, no matter what I serve up for dinner or what I don't for that matter--he keeps on smiling and loving us. And he is always gentle and sweet with me. And he deserves so much more on his birthday than a whimpy loaf of zucchini bread and a spoiled suprise and yet I know he's content with things just the way they are. And Mark, I love you and count each day as a blessing. . . just to know you. Happy Birthday!
posted by Shana # 11:30 AM 
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