Things To Do

If you are local Spring Folly is happening this weekend. Its just big enough to have some afternoon fun but not so big you think you'll pass out if you have to walk one more step. Local businesses are set up, a few carnival rides, activities for the kids and sometimes you can snag some free stuff. Check it out! We might even see you there...

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I was going to end my post there but then I got to remembering. Remembering last year when I was grossly pregnant and we took Rachel to Spring Folly because we thought it would be our last little activity with her without a sibling toting along. And I'm so glad we went. Even though I had to sit and rest frequently (at that point I was due in less than two weeks) we had a great day.
What I remember most was that she was recovering from her forth bout of pneumonia. At the time, she was four years old. Four nasty bouts with pneumonia in less than four years of life. (They didn't start till she was two, I think.) She was a trooper. She didn't complain, didn't fuss. And that fourth time sent us to Brenner's Children Hospital for specialized testing to find out why she continued to suffer. (Testing that took place on my due date. Thank God my mom was in town to help out because I'm not sure how well I would have handled it alone.)
The testing all came back and they decided that it was nothing but bad luck. Don't you love doctors' clear-science diagnosis? I won't bore you with the details, but basically they said when she has her next growth spurt, it should either stop the pneumonia altogether or they needed to do more testing. At the end of summer she grew and I have to say in praise to God (and the reason for the addition to the post) she has not had pneumonia in a year. Its a been a whole year and no pneumonia. She's had colds, the flu, allergy attacks, and no pneumonia. (And every one of those would have triggered it normally.)
Getting ready to go to Spring Folly has brought me to a place of thanksgiving and praise. That my baby doesn't suffer like she used to; that more testing did not have to be done; that her lungs have had a whole year to get stronger without being attacked....Praise the Lord indeed!