I have always enjoyed taking a bath with my kids when they are babies. With Geneva it is even more enjoyable I can only guess it is because of the female bonding component
Last night out of necessity we took a bath together because it would have taken forever to take a shower myself and give her a bath as well. I put on some nice relaxing music as we bathed the night away.
I began to wonder if the closeness, the skin to skin contact, the warm waters and the way her body floated reminded her of the time when she was in my womb. The two of us bathing in the warm water reminded me of how warm my water was when it broke. In fact I was amazed at how warm the bag of water that the babies grow in is so warm.
When I snuggle under the blankets with my children when they are babies also reminds me of the closeness of the womb. I love to hear them breathe, watching them peacefully as they sleep.
Their certainly not babies forever so I cherish each moment. Before I know it little Miss Neva will be grown and on her own

First off thanks to all of my blog stream family who have extended their hearts and prayers on this one. It sure has helped.
I went to see Nonny this afternoon expecting the worst. To my surprise there she was in her wheel chair laughing away with my Mom. When I came closer to her she smiled then made a complete sentence that made sense (which is not the norm with her as she has dementia) She looked at me and said 'You look more and more like me every day'. I thanked her and agreed.
Guess this was not her time to go. She has always been stubborn and I guess she will remain that way until she is ready. All I know is that I will continue to cherish these weekend visits with her for as long as she is here on earth.
I watched TV with her, fed her her lunch and laughed it was great. So things are back to normal with her. It amazes me how she can spring back like that.
Thanks again everybody those prayers really worked she is back in the saddle with no pain.

Got the phone call tonight from my Mom who was at Nonny's nursing home that she was not doing too good. Mom told me if I wanted to come see her I should as they thought this may be her time to go.
I have learned from dealing with my Mom and Nonny that it is best to go see for myself. My Nonny is one strong stubborn woman just when you think she is at death's door bam she is right back to her normal self.
Still with this knowledge when I hear she is ill I have to go see her just in case. It is only a 20 minute drive from here so it is not a big deal at all.
When I first got there I started to cry as her eyes were sunken in as well as her bottom lip she was white and laid their motionless. I held her hand letting her know how much I love her, that I was there with her.
Then a nurse came in to feed her dinner. They were going to try as she had not ate for about a day. Nonny sat right up with assistance going right at it. She ate 2 soups and some ham. It was then that she realized I was in the room smiling and waving at me.
Who knows where this is going she could be here tomorrow she may not be, all I know is that I need to see her as much as I can while she is still here with us. Sometimes I feel guilty that I hope she will die so she would not be in so much pain just laying there waiting for death.
I thanked all those nurses up there from the bottom of my heart. The job they do is so important yet I am sure they are not thanked enought for what they do. I could tell the mere words of thank you meant the world to them but the way they take care of my Nonny that means the world to me.
I laid my head on my Nonny's shoulder while I was visiting she reached her arm over and began running her hand through my hair as a smile came over my face. I miss how she used to do that with me when I was a little girl I let her know that too. She smiled I know she heard me I knew she remembered.
I am planning on going up tomorrow. Please pray for Nonny just to be without pain wether the good lord brings her home or if she stays here on earth for a little longer. I just want her to be at peace within herself

Cullen (9 yearold) wakes up this morning in what seems to be a good mood. If yall remember two weeks ago he cried his butt off as he did not want to go. Then this past week I forgot so he got out of it.
Seeing no tears or fuss I was happy that things would go smoothly. Cullen is a passive little guy he holds a lot of his feelings in, then finds the oddest ways to show how he feels. I am begining to catch on though which helps a little on my end.
He didn't take long to start messing with the oldest Darian 9(13) picking, picking, picking at him using something that happened with them last night as an excuse. As an outsider looking in I could see Cullen did not want to go to school today and was envious of the other siblings who got to stay home.
I told him to cut it out what ever happened yesterday should remain there this is a new day. Darian does a good job at ignoring Cullen when he gets in these moods as he is usually the intended target.
Isaiah (4) usually always picks Cullen's side and gets involved. I am forever telling the little bugger to mind his own beeswax
Then Miss Neva (8 months) just crawling around exploring. She is so used to all the goings on here she just keeps on keeping on without even noticing. In fact sometimes she looks at them all like they are plain STUPID
Needless to say I got Cullen off to school this morning without a hitch he eventually calmed down and on a positve note there were no tears this morning
My numbers are down by one so I shall try to take advantage of this time by getting caught up on some housekeeping around here. Fun FUN FUN

Gosh these boys have been fighting since they all got home. You would imagine they would miss each other...no such luck. I try everything to get them to stop. I realize some of it is normal but boy does it get under my skin specially when it is my time of the month.
I found this new method where I make them hold each other's hand but I never used it on all three at one time until today. It really worked at least this once and I am happy for that.
There they were holding hands in peace reciting the words 'I love my brother'. If life could be that easy every day.