Text Messages to Reed I Don't Want to Forget But Have to Erase

Mar 9th 2016: Your son is crawling backward. A ton.

March 12 2016: My mom is going to the ER. (She had pneumonia. It was scary.)

May 12, 2016: The dentist referred me straight to the oral surgeon. I've got an appointment for
                        next Tuesday afternoon. (Got my last wisdom tooth removed. It was AWFUL!)

 LATER THAT DAY:  Fence has been stained! Go me! It looks awesome!! I used the spray gun
                                    and it was so dang easy! :)

 June 23, 2016: Reed, call me when you can. I have to talk to you about swimming lessons today.
                         They were horrible. (Bronwyn FREAKED out and was calling out to me
                         from the pool "I want my mommy! Momma!!". Talk about not knowing
                          how to handle the problem or even being faced with it before. This was when
                          I realized how effective very long stays with your nose in the corner seemed
                          very beneficial for Bronwyn.)

 July 22, 2016: Good morning Reed. Mirren is saying "lalleee-ee hooo", Lochlan is doing a mix
                        of cry whining from his bed and I'm laying here with one eye open listening to it all.
                       The kitten was trying to force her way into our bedroom last night because
                        she wanted to sleep/play with me. Oh happy Friday. Said rather apathetically.
                        My phone doesn't carry that word so I think I just taught it a new word.
                        (Clearly Reed was out of town and needed to know the realities of my life that day.)

        LATER THAT DAY:  Is this thing on? (Clearly he hadn't responded yet. I was needing some
                                            acknowledgement.)

   December 17, 2016: Tilly is gone. I'm crying. (We found a new family for our kitten. They had
                          just come and picked her up. It was so sad.)

   January 4, 2017: Guess what! I was just feeling the baby move! Crazy huh? (I was about 10 weeks
                         along and call me crazy, but the kid was doing what felt like flips in my stomach.
                          It was the one and only time I really felt him move. It was a blessing for me and Reed.)

 February 17, 2017: Mirren knows just what I need. 4 forehead smoochies and a pat, followed
                         by "you'll be okay mom, you'll be okay." Now that's love. ;) 
                           HIS RESPONSE: That is really sweet. She has a very tender heart.
                             Me: She is a natural caretaker.

 February 4, 2017: I'm brilliant. I fixed the disposal! :)