Lots of news in the world today: Putin is still being the dictator he is and is escalating his crimes upon Ukraine (and most of the rest of the developed world, heaven help us all), there are 200 schoolgirls missing in Nigeria who’ve reportedly been kidnapped and sold into marriage, and on a less-serious-but-still-rather-heavy-for-my-heart-matter, David Beckham is still retired from the game of soccer. Why can’t he pull a Michael Phelps and (allegedly) come out of retirement already?
April has been a long, horrible month, and I’m really ready to move into May wherein there’s hope of a gentler future. I’m an eternal optimist, if nothing else. I haven’t talked about it much (at all) on the blog, but have shared tidbits of what’s going on behind the scenes at my house, over on Instagram, (I’m @petit_elefant).
My 14-year-old daughter has been super, super sick for almost 2 months and no one knows what’s wrong with her. Baby girl has been throwing up dozens of times a day (and sometimes more) for 7 weeks straight but no one seems to be able to fix her. We’ve been to the Emergency Room more times than we can count, and all sorts of specialists, and have had almost every test under the sun, all to no avail. We’re all really exhausted, and worried, and I feel like I’ve been walking around with my heart on the outside of my body for weeks. I feel raw, like I’ve been burned all over and dipped in bleach, like everyone can see into my hollowed out eyes and broken mother’s heart. My worst nightmare of all time is that she would develop Lupus, like me (it affects girls primarily) and while no one is sure what’s wrong with her, I feel deep inside like it’s an auto-immune disease. I’d fight this for her 100 times on my own, but I can’t and it’s killing me dead.
To lighten things up a little we’re watching a lot of BBC’s Masterpiece Theater (we both highly recommend Call the Midwife) reading trashy magazines, and keeping current on all of the internet memes of the last 5 months. I’ve been eating all the chocolate I can carry (and then some) and not sleeping, especially when I should be sleeping. I started a hashtag on Instagram called #hopeandloveforsofie. If you want to play, take pictures of hearts you find anywhere and everywhere and tag me. It’s very heartening to see friends and strangers all across the globe taking pictures of hearts for my baby girl and those random acts of kindness are truly getting us from one day (and sometimes one hour) to the next. We love you, thank you for everything.
Let’s make things not so serious, things that maybe don’t make the national news but keep us all sane regardless. Let’s talk about fun and outfits and good things to eat.
Friday News Roundup + Loving on Your Teen
- My dear friend Kalli sent a link to a post today to me that made me put my hand to my chest and cry quietly in the car while I read it. My husband and I were running gardening errands and I sat hiccuping in the car while he loaded dirt into the back of his truck. My friend Rebecca Wo0lfe is one of the best writers out there, and her words about loving on our teens / tweens / kids made my heart squeeze extra tight today. Teenagers are hard, but they’re great too, and we should love on them all the times because they need it as much as we do. More.
- Tracy from Shutterbean has a drool-worthy ultimate veggie sandwich which is great news for you, just in time for your Friday night pleasure. Maybe for your Saturday afternoon. Whatevs.
- Success is not for the LAZ, according to The Bloggess. I couldn’t agree MOR.
- My friends Whitney + Heather from Rookie Moms have a cool tech tip for those of us who lose our phones on the regular. Who, me?
- Caroline Armelle’s boy’s room tour is delightful. Light and clean and stylish, just the way I like it, and I’d like the print above the dresser ASAP-like.
- Liz Stanley’s got you covered for some Fab Finds Under $40. This is ME giving YOU permission to TREAT YOSELF.
- Dear Joy, Joy the Baker / girl’s best friend / gorgeous inside-and-out / makes all of the things, has whipped up a lemon pound cake with lemon poppy seed buttercream frosting to die for. Worth a battle in the streets and a battle in the kitchen, at the very, very least.
- Lastly, Petit Elefant’s new DIY editor Andrea teaches you when to say no to sale (a fashion sale, that is) which is, frankly, a lot of the time.
Happy Friday friends, I love you.