Waiting is the hardest part

It's been a while! As you can probably guess, life has been crazy busy. Since I last posted, Hobbit had her first birthday and learned to walk. 

She has also been honing her climbing skills while I've been working on organizing the attic. 

So why am I organizing the attic? Essentially, Hobbit and Grendel have done us in on having more kids. I recently read a book on tidying up using the KonMari method (The Life Changing Art of Tidying Up). The principle is to only keep things that spark joy inside of you. Do you have an ill fitting sweater in your closet that you hold onto because you feel guilty that you paid too much for it, but you are never going to wear it again? Get rid of it! Someone else can use it and it will be much more useful if you give it away than if you keep on storing it. Well, when I thought about all of our baby stuff, I realized that exersaucers and newborn clothes did not spark joy inside of me. They stressed me out! We had been saving all of this stuff because the plan had always been to have 3-4 kids, but we think we can be better parents to the kids we already have if we stop now. So no need to keep baby stuff! I've been sorting things into piles to throw away, give away, or sell. I've also been teaching Grendel about the importance of helping those who are less fortunate. She is already selecting some of her toys to give away to kids who don't have toys (and I never in a million years would have thought that she would be okay giving away some of her toys...in the past they have always disappeared under the cover of darkness). As you can imagine, this has taken up quite a bit of time and attention!

But it has been a good distraction from another big event we just faced: Grendel's endoscopy. Her endoscopy was 12 days ago and we were told that we would get her biopsy results back in 7-10 days. So far, no results. I was stressed out leading up to the endoscopy because I was worried about Grendel going under anesthesia. But she did relatively well. And she loved the hospital. 

She got to watch way more TV than usual. 

And she got to play video games in the play room. She also got to eat 4 Popsicles and a slushy when she woke up from her procedure. She hadn't had any artificial dyes in months and usually only eats one "sometimes food" a day, so this was a major assault on her body. Needless to say, she was a cranky mess that day, and for several days thereafter. Whether it was an anesthesia hangover, sugar overload, artificial colors, or too much screen time (or likely a combination of all of the above), I'm not sure. But we have had a rough week and a half of tummy aches and grumpiness. Additionally, I have nothing that I can tell her about our ability to make it better. She keeps on complaining that her tummy hurts and that she keeps on throwing up into the back of her mouth. She keeps on asking me to make it better. All I can tell her is that we have to wait to hear from the doctors. And once we hear from them we may not have a solution. If everything is negative we will have ruled out many things, but we still won't know what IS wrong. So should I hope that there is something wrong in her biopsies so we have an answer? Or should I hope all is negative? I'm torn. But I'm going to go and call her GI doctor now so I hopefully won't have to be torn any longer.