Tuesday, November 25, 2008

2 millionth hit....almost

If you have been to my blog before, you are full aware of my reference to MckMama, her son Stellan's miraculously healed heart, her infamous Not me! Monday blog carnival, and her adorable kids

****Tangent Alert****So today I was woken up a little earlier than I had hoped by the boys (I worked last night and will again tonight) as they were not behaving for our wonderful babysitter Maria.  I sent her home and was feeling a little overwhelmed by having to discipline them already when all I wanted to do was snuggle them close.  I took a deep breath, said a little prayer and contemplated just letting them sleep with me some more instead of giving them the spankings they deserved and sending them to their own room.  All of a sudden I was overwhelmed with peace and felt the strength of an army of fellow mothers encouraging me to follow through with my threats and as hard as it is...discipline so they may learn and become respectful, loving young men.  With this new found strength, I did just that. Sent them to their own beds, spanked them and kissed them goodnight.  Since my adrenaline was a little two high to return to sleep I did what seemed logical...checking my blog as well as those that I follow.

Back to the purpose of this post. MckMama has just posted that she was close to having 2 million hits on her blog, so I became curious and the competitive nature that drives me wondered how close it was to that landmark.  I was pleasantly surprised to discover it was not far from the coveted number and after a little BS (blog surfing people!) I thought what the heck, one more peek and then I better get back to sleep. I was delighted, ok I was actually ecstatic to discover this...
So I took a picture.
Ok, so I took a few pictures.  Then I emailed them to MckMama! 

Now, instead of sleeping more, I am writing this post and praising the Lord for not just 2 million hits, but 2 million chances for someone to hear a beautiful story about following the Lord. Walking the path least desirable, TRUSTING the Lord, and sharing it with complete strangers on the internet!!!!!!  I love my job as a NICU nurse but hate the moral/ethical delimmas that surround that place.  I can only imagine how hard it was for MckMama and her hubby (prince charming -how great is that? Maybe Richard needs a name like that- any suggestions) to continue the pregnancy knowing that all that was ahead was unknown.  If you want to hear her story...click on the numerous links above and check it out!  God is good. And, now I am tired ;0) 


Cindy and company said...

I think Richard's name should be Prince Honey-Do. As in "Honey, Could you do..." Or maybe something a bit more manyly like um...like Marlboro Man or something. Then again you could go with his career and call him Professor something. If I did that I'd have to call Tom 'The Gas Man'. Not too attractive.

Carm said...

I've always thought of him as "the running man"... I see him from time to time hitting the pavement. It's a good thing, so disciplined. Clearly, running is a passion and doesn't that help define us?

MckMama said...

Ohh, thanks for the sweet post...and wishing you a tiny bit of extra luck at 3 million!