the one where I'm all sappy (mostly)

We were at dinner on Saturday night (because, like I said, I didn't cook because it was part of my being lazy Mother's day weekend) when Henry handed me his card he made in school. Honestly, my first reaction: '$hit, it's in Chinese, not only can I not read it, he'll probably not be able to remember what it means.' I know, bad mother... but to my wonderful surprise, he read it and then translated for me:


Very, very loosely translated:

Happy Mother's Day

Mama, Mama
You are the sky,
I am the clouds.
You are the sun,
I am the grass.
You are the forest,
I am the bird.
Watch the bird fly away,
think of me.

Whoever thinks Chinese isn't one of the romantic languages just plain crazy, because how can even a non-pregnant person not get a little teary eyed at that?

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And since I'm being all sappy and talking about being pregnant, can I ask for a few prayers? Some of you know, some of you don't, our baby has a 3mm cyst on her brain. The cyst isn't the issue, it's that the cyst a soft marker for something else being wrong with her like Trisomy 18, like Edwards Syndrome, like being born stillborn.

Today is the ultrasound to look more closely at the baby to see if there are any other indicators, because as of the last ultrasound, everything else was great. I believe in prayer, if you can, just say a quick one for her to make sure that all is OK.

Now continue on to someone else's blog that will probably be a heck of a lot funnier.

Sap out.