-As for Ivy's eczema, we have figured that all out. She has a ton of food sensitivities that I had her tested for at a very early age. One of them was corn...and I realized that I was a bit naughty in sneaking handfuls of popcorn over the holidays as I made treats for our gift baskets. Since I am still nursing Ivy, everything I eat affects her. I have to eat for both of our food sensitivities which keeps me constantly on my toes. Anyway, all that to say, we discovered that she is allergic to corn...more than just sensitive. Once I stopped sneaking bites, the eczema has cleared up. We keep her bathed and moisturized regularly and all is good on that front. Thank you for your prayers and suggestions.
-Health-wise, our family is still sick. Thankfully and most importantly, Ivy is at the tail end of her second cold in a month. But, after a month of doing everything possible to keep my immune system strong, it could hold out no longer. Mark and I caught the bug over this past weekend. It's not so bad, I think because I have the best natural home remedies on the planet and I fight hard...but I am very tired and sniffly with a cough. I'm sure it will pass quickly. Mark and I have not been sick in a few years. Illnesses are usually rare in our household.
-As for the trial with the second counselor. Oye vey - that did not turn out well at all. I will back up and explain that the first counselor we tried was good, she was sweet and compassionate and a good listener...but she was very young and did not have children. We would prefer a more seasoned counselor who is also a parent. So, I went on the hunt for another. I got connected with this other counselor whom I discovered was in our area, worked evenings, is a Christian, and is also a widow with young adult children. Seemingly perfect, right? Nope. She actually was horrible. I don't know anything about counselors, but I am quite sure this was not how it is supposed to be done. She spoke the entire time. Mark got in like 3 words. I barely got to tell our story without her jumping in. We got a lot of "that's normal" comments. She took soooo much time giving examples for everything single thing she talked about - for ex: 2 examples of what "fight or flight" looks like. Who doesn't know what fight or flight is??! On top of that, she maintained an awkward, upbeat, perky, lighthearted demeanor and even threw in some random "jokes' here and there. It was so inappropriate and awkward. I was itching to leave halfway through. She told us how "normal" our reactions were; she told us "that it's ok to be angry at God" (duh); and she told us that "things will get better and we will look back on this one day and see it's purpose".....all things that anyone could tell me. All things, we do not need to hear right now.
Anyway, so now we are just taking a break from the hunt. That was emotionally exhausting. Now, I have decided to wait until I meet someone who can personally endorse a counselor. I am no longer going to take recommendations through the grapevine. I guess we are picky? Really, I don't think so. But, we are officially looking for someone who is definitely a Christian counselor who specializes in grief and loss, someone who is a bit older/seasoned, a parent, someone who is a good listener with discernment and insight, and someone who knows how to be compassionate and solemn for such a serious topic as ours. Mark and I are intelligent people, we cannot be patronized and given ridiculously basic platitudes. So, if any of you grieving Mamas out there, who are local, have already found a counselor that you love...please pass on the name. Thank you.
-And, finally, I wanted to thank all of you who took the time to answer my question in the last post about "Why do you pray?". It really meant a lot. You gave me much to stew on and think about. Just hearing personal testimony in how God has worked in your life, through prayer, was uplifting for me. We all know I will get back to that place eventually...but I am just taking my time asking all the questions and maybe not being so naive as I was before. God has forever changed in my eyes and I need to figure that out and come to terms with it. If you haven't left a comment on that one and still would like to, please do.
Here is a sweet picture that Kinsey took of me and Ivy last weekend when they visited ~
(how can anyone NOT smile at those darling spaced-apart teethers in that beautiful smile of hers?)
~ thank you for all of your support and prayers and consistency. I say it all the time, but seriously, you have NO idea how much it all means to me. xoxoxo