Life and Times of a Mommy(:

Weekend Plans Gone Awry

Buzzzzzz. Buzzzzz. I looked down as my phone vibrated across my desk at work Friday morning. Who the heck is calling me at 9:30? They know I’m at work… I saw my mom’s husband’s name flash across the screen Well Todd wouldn’t be calling unless it was something important… So I answered


“Danielle? Its Todd. I’ve got some news about your momma,” came the response from the other end of the line. “You know how I took her to the hospital last night?”

“Yeah….” I said thinking back to the conversation my mom and I had. Her right arm had been going numb and so had the right side of her mouth causing her to be unable to talk. She had told me about it a few weeks earlier. I didn’t want to scare her so I told her it sounded like a pinched nerve and told her to go to the doctor.

“Well, she’s had a couple mini strokes. That’s why her arm was going numb and she couldn’t talk.” My eyes instantly filled with tears. “She’s been admitted to the hospital.” The tears started over flowing. I tried to keep my voice steady as I finished the conversation.

“Have you called Memaw and Pepaw?” He had, they were on their way. “Ok. Just keep me updated. We will see you soon!”

I jumped up and rushed to the bathroom to try to calm down and breathe. My mother was at the hospital. She’d had multiple mini strokes. Not only was she in the hospital, she was in a hospital we had some rough memories at. So it was even harder. I walked out of the bathroom, still on the verge of a panic attack as I walked up to a coworker to tell her I was stepping outside to call my husband. That afternoon we made the three-hour trip south to Little Rock, Arkansas. We had already been planning to go down there already to visit family. This just through a small kink in our plans.

The diagnosis: my mommy had a blood clot in her brain that they thinned with blood thinners. She has a dark spot on her left frontal lobe and the lobe behind it. This is damage from where her brain wasn’t getting oxygen during the strokes. She has a blockage in her carotid artery (the other major artery in your neck) which is causing her right arm to go numb and stop working. This will need surgery. A surgeon will put a stent in to clear the blockage and keep another one from forming. She will be on aspirin for the rest of her natural life. She cannot, under any circumstances pick up another cigarette as long as she lives, not even an electronic one. She has a little trouble getting her words out right and stringing her thoughts together. But other than that, she’s ok. She was released Sunday afternoon.

This whole ordeal has definitely changed my opinion of mine and my mother’s relationship. We have our ups and downs, that’s for sure, but she is still my mommy and I love her. Seeing her looking so small and fragile in the hospital bed made me tear up all over again. I scooted her over and curled up in the bed with her for the first hour or so we were there. When we left Sunday morning, I couldn’t hug her enough and emphasize how much I truly do love her.

This is a picture of my mommy in 10th grade. Sadly I don't have any pictrues of us together on hand. I took this one from a stash of my grandmother's pictures

This is a picture of my mommy in 10th grade. Sadly I don’t have any pictures of us together on hand. I took this one from a stash of my grandmother’s pictures

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Day Quatre!

Guys!! Has anyone noticed that I’m a day off as far as days? Today is the fifth and we are on truth number four… It confused me! Any one else?! No? ….alrighty then! Moving on…

Day Quatre! (That‘s day four to those who don’t speak french!)

Today’s truth is another rough one. Today’s is something I have to forgive someone for. This is another one that I have to think about. Like I said yesterday, I don’t like to have regrets in life. I don’t like to look back and think, Wow, I wish I could have done that different. And besides aren’t we supposed to forgive everyone that has wronged us? So I guess when it comes to this one, I need to forgive my mom.

We have had a rough relationship through the years. It probably started at 13. I mean, this was the time were rebellion really starts right? Well, it got preeetty crazy. When I told you guys about my house burning down, I told you a little about what happened. My mom cheated on my dad and they got divorced. Well after the move my mom remarried. He was a total jerk face, to put it nicely, so we left and moved to Little Rock. I resented her for moving away form my friends and away from my dad. I also resented her for ripping my family apart. Years have gone by, and our relationship continually got worse. Almost a year ago we stopped talking completely. I asked her to not contact me unless it was an emergency.

About six months later, we had a discussion in mine and my husband’s Sunday school class. Our leader told us that if we randomly thought of someone, just out of a blue, to pray for them. God had put their name on our heart for a reason. So, that’s what I did. I also slowly started trying to fix the relationship between her and I. Recently, we saw each other for the first time in almost two years (because she lived across the country).

So. There’s my truth for the day. Now time to go find something yummy and delicious and sweet!! (: Night guys!!

Finding this picture made me want a cupcake SO bad!!! And I wish my cupcakes could look this good!!!

Finding this picture made me want a cupcake SO bad!!! And I wish my cupcakes could look this good!!!

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