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Week 32 ~ September 28, 2006
~ The Importance of Air

I have this one Yoga CD that I try, or should I say, attempt to do on a regular basis. One of the things I learned early on is the importance of breathing -- and to synch your breathing with the movements. Well, on Wednesday, I was reminded of how vital it is to get enough air into your lungs -- literally!

A few years ago, I was diagnosed with mild asthma, which is controlled by daily medication (Advair). I don't really need my inhaler at all, but I do keep it with me, just in case. I was driving home from work on Wednesday, on my way to pick up Cassie from her after school program, when I started feeling like I couldn't get enough air into my lungs. So, I pulled over and fished out my inhaler and took two puffs. It didn't work, which started to alarm me. I resumed driving and prayed that I could make it the remaining two minutes to pick up Cassie and then head straight home. Cassie could tell something was up when I got there and she wasted no time getting her stuff together and heading to the car. Once I got home, Bill was in the kitchen putting dishes away and saw right away that something was wrong -- I kept huffing and puffing like I had been in a race! I could tell he got scared and concerned. My first reaction was to call my OB office, which is what I did after a few minutes. The nurse told me that if my symptoms didn't improve with another dose of the inhaler that I needed to have someone drive me to the ER -- which is exactly what I feared would happen. Luckily, after the subsequent dose, and a dose of my Advair, I did start feeling better, but I tell you, it was a pretty scary hour or so out of my life!

I left off last week with a "teaser" of sorts -- now, it's official, so I can freely divulge. Turns out, Bill will be staying on the morning shift (he was on it -- temporarily -- so we thought while one of his staffers was out on maternity leave), so while I had wanted to get the AM shift after the "old fart" at my work finally retired, turns out I won't need/have to. It's still been an adjustment for Bill and others in the house, but we're trying, such as really watching the "noise" level after he heads off to bed (especially on those nights where he goes to bed early if he didn't get an afternoon nap). Cassie, I know, tries hard (can't speak for my stepson, who I think sometimes needs a few clues, if you catch my drift), but she's only human. Anyway, what this will mean is that any sort of child care Cameron will need will only be for a few hours, so he'll be with Daddy from about 1 pm on until I get home. I'm hoping that he, like Cassie, will like to take two hour naps in the afternoon so his dad can get some sleep! So, my prayers were answered - just not in the manner I was expecting. Sometimes I think God does hear us, He just has his own way of "sorting" things out.

Well, Thursday was interesting - not only did I wake up early (around the time hubby gets ready for work), but once I was able to get back to sleep, I woke up with a stomach ache that was scarily reminiscent of my first trimester, and I was constipated AND I had no appetite. UGH! Luckily, it didn't appear that Cameron was too affected -- he still squirmed around a lot, and had a bout of hiccups that lasted almost 15 minutes!

I was struck by something this week while watching Cassie swim at her lessons -- as she practiced the strokes with the teacher and the rest of the class, I had a flashback of sorts. I was reminded that just some 8-9 years previous, she was a tiny baby in my arms, totally dependent on me (and her great caregivers) for everything, and now, she's this completely *independent* young lady, who swims like a fish and puts her heart into everything. I was reminded of how lucky I am to have such a great daughter, and I hope I can continue to be a good mom to her and to this little one, whom I hope to see in about eight more weeks.

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