Strokes 'R Us

The stroke that I had in December had an effect on all of us.

The recovery and the new norm has an effect on all of us.

After Jackson, Braxton and I had our flu shots yesterday, we had some lunch.

They took me back to work.

Within 45 minutes, I had a headache that caused me to not be able to hold my head up.

My  left eye has tapped out.

I was not in a good place.

Braxton came back and got me, gave me medicine and put me to bed.

The boys alternated checking on me every 20 minutes.

Their lives have been changed drastically.

Later in the afternoon, once I was up and downstairs, Braxton took Colton to the store and got him two pumpkins.

One for him and one for Je'Mari.

They carved away and had a great time.

That was a job for a mama to do. 

But there are many things that Mama doesn't do anymore.

My boys, without being asked, always step right in. 

They know what needs to be done and they do it.

I am so, so thankful.

Babies, 10 Days & Rockers

These boys' mama sent me a text this morning:
"Auntie, can you babysit us tomorrow evening after work?"

Ummm... YESSSSS!

Look at them.

Just look at them.

Auntie can't wait for snuggles and giggles tomorrow!

Today is the last day of my social media fast!

It's been such a great experience.

It's been so wonderful to take more time to listen and to ponder, rather than to scroll and sort of lose myself in other people's lives. 

I'll be back doing my Lives tomorrow morning & I'm excited and ready!

This morning on the way to work, Jackson and I were listening to the radio.

We like to listen to Frankie and Jess.

They were reading a text from a guy that said something to the effect of:

I woke up to my girlfriend screaming. She said she saw a three year old boy rocking in the rocking chair in the corner of the room...

Jackson immediately was like, "NOPE! Divorce. I am taking the dog and leaving. Good luck with life. I'm out. You can keep the kids. I'm not coming back here. Get counseling for your trauma. I'm out."

That's so my Jackson!

He does not do ghosts, nuns or ghost children rocking in rocking chairs in the corner of the room.

He is literally hilarious about it.

I was like, "Jackson, slow your flow. It's just a ghost."

He was not having any of it!

I could not stop laughing.

Word to the wise:

Don't bring up dead people, nuns, or children rocking in full-size rocking chairs whilst around my son.

He will not stick around.