The Spotlight...

Anyone who knows Holly knows she’s not one to call the attention of the spotlight.  This understood, you could imagine how uncomfortable the idea of talking about the miscarriage, to those who knew we were expecting, might be for her.

This Sunday, however, was one where “playing hooky” just wasn’t in the cards.  It was the Primary Program, where our first (Landon) had his debut performance.  I must say, his over exaggerated actions to the song, “Book of Mormon Stories” was enough to hold the attention of even the most “busy bodied” two-year-old, his sister, Tessa.  The ultimate bowing of the head, at the cued line “…if they lived, righteously” might even require a supportive neck brace, as he nearly toppled over forward at the completion of the song.

Holly entered the meeting, just as the opening song’s first notes bellowed throughout the chapel.  At the end of the performance she dodged and weaved to her primary class upon the “Amen” from the congregation, closing the meeting.

Those who did get to talk to Holly were extremely sweet and empathetic.  Today, again, we learned of many other women who’ve dealt with the sad task of a lost baby.  Though each experience these women faced is unique, the common sentiment is "understanding."

The next phase of the process will be another hurdle of physical and emotional stress.  We were told, on Friday, there are three choices.  The first was to wait and see if Holly naturally begins the process to miscarry, yet the Dr. recommended we not wait too long to make the next decision.  The next two choices were to either take an oral prescription to assist starting the cycle or finally, surgery (D&C procedure) to remove the baby.

On Monday, Holly will call the Dr. to talk about the later two choices as we’re anxious to have a new little one in our home (and we already have two dogs, so we’re not considering any other “hairy” additions).

Landon never ceases to cause us laughter and sometimes a little embarrassment.  It was after church today, that he induced another round of bewildered head shaking.  

As Holly exited the building on her way home, a good friend stopped her to give her a hug and just offer support.

It was only a few minutes into the conversation, where a persistent nag from Landon of indiscernible ramblings Holly agreed to "something" to quiet the interruptions.

Without understanding to what she had just agreed, it was seconds later that she realized, due to the reactions of her friend and others leaving the building, it was something of general none “PC” behavior.

Holly quickly turned to see Landon, facing the opposite direction, with his little bottom peaking out between the bottom of his sweater and top of his pants.  Landon had found a gutter at the end of the parking lot and elected to relieve himself there.

Obviously, Landon doesn't share the same issues, as his mom, of "spotlight" attention.