things i keep meaning to tell you

1. I've been following along with Heather's (and other's) 99 Powerful Questions. I keep waiting for a question to pop out that inspires me to answer it, but so far, none. Except this - 93. What childhood dreams have I been neglecting? It reminded me of something. Do you know what I wanted to be when I grew up? A child psychologist. How weird was I? What kid do you know who dreams of being a child psychologist when she grows up? What I meant, I think, was that I wanted to help kids. I'm doing that. Did that. Do that still, sometimes. So I'm not neglecting it, but I really was a strange bird.

2. Among the blogs I follow, easily 75% are kept by writers, aspiring or otherwise. But none of them are as well written as Holy Experience. Seriously, is everyone following this blog? It's lyrical and powerful and every single entry could (should) be published in a devotional I would read and love and quote all the time. Follow the link. You won't be disappointed.

3. I have much to say about Silas, but my mind is fried. He's been doing this thing where he turns blue whenever he's tired or sick, and since he's been tired or sick the past couple of months, he's been doing it more and more often, and it's been gradually getting worse (more often with more intensity). It's unnerving. Anyway, he went to the cardiologist today, and they did an EKG and an echocardiogram (no way I spelled that correctly, but you know what I am talking about), and all is well. His heart is perfect. It's a circulatory issue, which will resolve itself over time. It means he could get frostbite more easily (not such a big deal in Alabama, but good to know) and it can be an early indicator of an autoimmune disorder, but it's too soon to tell. The important thing is that his heart is good.

4. I am tired, friends. Tired in my bones, tired in my mind, tired at 6 am kind of tired. I'm counting on February being an easier month than January.

And with that, I'm off. Silas was awake the entire day today - 12 full hours, except one short catnap in the car - and cried from about 4 pm on. He fell asleep on the way home from dinner, and is currently asleep in his carseat, jacket and all. Now I have to go wake him up (I KNOW) to give him medicine and a bedtime bottle, or he will be awake at 2 am to eat. The truth is he might be awake at 2 am either way, but he still needs his medicine.

Good night all.