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What a TV Wedding Can Remind You Of

on October 22, 2013

I have a confession to make. I am a TV junkie. I have been as long as I can remember and at this point in my life I’m pretty sure that’s not going to change. I love good characters in shows. I think maybe’ it’s where my personality that straddles the border of introverted and extroverted finds a happy place. People to get to know and follow along with but I can do it in my PJ’s and turn them off when I want.  I know they aren’t real (however you will NEVER convince me the Mullder and Scully aren’t living on an island with William somewhere) but whatever.

So tonight is a pretty big night in the TV world. That is if you watch Bones (and if you don’t you really should). Bones and Booth are FINALLY getting married.  It only took them eight full seasons!  Bones is a show that holds a special place for me. (Not just because Bones and Booth are one of the best TV couples ever). I started watching Bones while I was on maternity leave with my second child. My leave with him however wasn’t calm and relaxing like it was with my first. My leave with him involved six-day ins the cardiac care unit of CHOA at Egleston and my entire world being turned upside down.  At two weeks old he was diagnosed with supraventricular tachycardia (SVT). In other words a crazy high rapid heart beat. People ask me how fast his heart would beat ans my answer is, “Well I can tell you a pediatric heart monitor cuts off at 399 beats per minute.”

It was during our stay at CHOA that my dad (who I get my TV junkie ways from) brought me season 1 of Bones on DVD. Well, to be perfectly honest there is not a lot to do when you are in the CCU with a newborn.  So I watched Bones and I was hooked. The next several months we spent too much time at doctor’s offices and in the ER. We learned to carry a stethoscope with us wherever we went. How to stop and episode with a bag of frozen peas or by taking a rectal temperature.  We learned my body could not produce enough calories to keep up with what he was burning off (imagine being on a treadmill all day long) so we had to supplement my breast milk and add extra calories to it. During these long winter months I would snuggle my baby to me and he would nurse and sleep and I would watch Bones. They became a brief escape from the worry and fear. I could just snuggle my baby and watch them.

Now almost seven years later they are getting married (and have a baby!). And my middle child? He is a strong and healthy first grader. He is a risk taker and a charmer. He is strong-willed and independent. He is spiritually sensitive.  So tonight when my husband and I watch Bones I will probably tear up a little (OK, I’m going to cry). I will also be reminded of how far that little baby has come. I will be reminded how much God has blessed us in the last seven years. I will be reminded to give thanks. I will pray for the Mammas and Daddies who are rocking their baby’s in a hospital tonight.



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