Our little girl was sick this weekend.  We discovered some blood in her urine on Friday after she had some accidents in the house. She NEVER tinkles in the house.  Like maybe only 3 times in her whole life has she not let us know. The poor girl was shaking and hiding under my husbands legs because she thought she did something wrong, she didn't understand what was happening to her and why she couldn't control herself.  We quickly called the vet and made an appt for the next day to get her checked out, they didn't think it was urgent because she was eating and drinking normally.

So we went out Friday night and bought some doggie diapers that we kept on her just in case she couldn't make it outside.  She had a vet appt around noon after a urinalysis and rectal exam (ouchie...sorry sweetie!) the vet determined it was a Urinary Tract Infection.  Who knew dogs could get a UTI?  So he sent us home with some medication that should make it go away over the next 2 weeks.

I left the vets office and broke out in tears on the way home, thankful that it wasn't anything worse and grateful that it should be able to be cured with antibiotics.  That little 12 lb dog means so much to me and has become such an important part of our life, thinking of her being sick or losing control of her ability to function makes me sad.

I didn't want to say it out loud, but it made me wonder how am I ever going to stay sane enough to have a child if I worry this much about my beloved pooch?  I will be a basketcase everytime they get a boo-boo or catch a cold. Then Emma turns around and starts licking away my tears, her way of telling me that she loves me.  I look into her brown eyes and realize that she is teaching me how to be a good mom and that everything will be ok as long as we keep loving each other.


Emma is doing better as of this morning, there is already less signs of bleeding and she hasn't had anymore accidents in the house.  Thank those of you who were thinking about her after my anxious facebook updates.  I appreciate your concern and sharing of knowledge.  So does Miss Emma!

(I am sure the non-dog lovers out there probably think I am insane, but that's ok...the other dog-lovers know exactly how I feel)

When you feel like you can't do something...look into your soul and find the courage that is hidden inside.  Sometimes we just need reminded that it is there.

I have pledged to do the 30 Day Shred EVERY.SINGLE.DAY during the month of March.  I know it will be tough, last time I did it every other day and lost a lot of inches.  So I'm excited to push myself and do it everyday!  I know it will be tough, but I know how good I will feel some April 1st.  Go me!

PS...I got up early this morning and worked out before work.  Gonna try to make that a habit.  Again.

Its an amazing thing to watch your little cousin who will be having her first baby girl this April kiss another cousins first baby girl.  You remember when they both were babies, born about 4 months apart and remember the light in your aunts faces when they looked at these little bundles of sweetness.  Now they possess that light...one for the baby in her arms and the other for the baby that she will be meeting soon.  And at that moment, you feel even more blessed to be a part of that family.

Some days you won't feel like smiling.  You will want to cry and sob and question why things happen and what God's bigger plan is.

Last night Emma knew something was wrong and just wanted to be close to me.

She reached up and kissed away my tears.

She knows how to help me smile thru the tears.  That dog has an amazing heart.

My aunt Debbie found out yesterday that she will have to have surgery next Thursday to remove the brain tumor that was discovered last week. She had the same surgery almost 4 years ago to remove a tumor, and has gone thru chemo and radiation to treat another tumor that wasn't able to be removed because of "fingers" that had woven in with her brain tissue. That tumor has shrunk and remained stable with her continued treatments. She was starting to lead a normal life again, regaining her balance and even starting to drive on her own last fall. It makes my heart hurt to think she has to go thru all of that again. She is a warrior of God and is a living miracle and will continue to fight this horrible disease with everything she has! Please keep her and her doctors in your prayers.