The Final Countdown

Ahh, I can just hear it now, "The Final Countdown" by Europe blaring from my boombox. Remember that song? Loved it and if we're being honest here who doesn't love all those 90's hair bands.

Isn't this picture fantastic?? I'm pretty sure my sister and I made a music video back in the day with a light show to this song. Back me up on this Ann, you remember this. Don't be fooled though, the light show involved me standing behind a bedroom door and flipping the light switch on and off to the beat of the music while Ann videotaped. Pretty awesome. My favorite music video we made though hands down has to be my solo lip-sync/dance routine to Weird Al's "Fat." Very similar to Michael Jackson's "Bad" video except instead of a cool posse of back-up dancers in a parking garage, it was just me in a homemade fat-suit working my killer dance moves in about 3 feet of floor space in between our twin beds in our tiny bedroom. Other than that, veeerrrryyy similar to Weird Al and MJ's videos. How cool were we you ask? Very, is all I can say. :)

Anyway, where was I going with this? Oh yeah, the final countdown. I just got side-tracked with a little blast from the past there. We are on the final countdown here friends with Ella's feedings. Last week we dropped another feeding so now Ella is down to just ONE feeding with her feeding tube at night! Incredible, I just can't even believe it. Now, this past weekend though Ella has been sick so she hasn't been eating well and we've had to add an extra tube feeding in here and there so I don't feel like we're getting an accurate gauge on what a real week with only one night feeding would look like. But, I say all of that to say that we are getting closer and closer. Time to put your rally caps on! (That's for you Ann, I know how much you looooove your rally cap.) I like using the word rally cap, it's just one of those annoying words like squamous or cheesecloth and I can't help but cringe a little every time I hear it.

Anyway, we are getting closer to not needing Ella's feeding tube so please keep praying for her to keep eating well. Especially with this recent illness we will be set back a little more I'm guessing because she has lost more weight than I would like so be praying for good eating and good weight gain. We are still going to feeding therapy once a week and she is doing well but has not quite met her goals yet. She is close but still needs to bump up the volume a little more in order to reach her goal. So, pray, pray, pray!

Maybe I need to dig out my "Fat" video to really get her to rally with the eating. At this point in my life I am not above humiliating myself if that is what it takes. To prove my point, I give you Exhibit A: Every Monday/Thursday morning Rick takes Eva to school and as they are getting in the car on most days she will request for me to do the Chicken Dance as they drive away. I know, weird, you don't have to tell me. Anyway, so what does any good mother do? Well, I stand in my pajamas in my garage and do the chicken dance while Rick and Eva slowly pull out of the drive-way and drive away. Not kidding. I choose to believe that instead of thinking I am a complete wack-o, I believe Monday and Thursday mornings at 8:30 MUST be the highlight of my neighbors week. I mean, I would looove it if I saw a grown woman in her pajamas dancing in her garage every week wouldn't you? So, trust me when I say I am not above self-humiliation because obviously I'm not.

Keep praying friends!