October 6, 2007

Tonight two friends of mine from church came over with food....enough food to last us for weeks. So tonight we're seeing how much homemade lasagna and garlic bread we can possibly eat (its possible that I could gain back every pound that I've lost, in one single night!), even the kids are eating like I haven't fed them in a week. I haven't cooked anything like this since Joe died. They also brought 2 chicken and rice casseroles, 2 mexican chicken casseroles, 2 poppyseed chicken casseroles, hotdogs and buns, homemade brownies, koolaid drinks, capri suns, lunchables, crackers, chocolate chip cookies, cheese nips, and cheese crackers.

I'm going to try not to use up all the casseroles too soon....I'll try and save them for nights like tonight when we've been gone all day and Courtlyn only stops screaming for 15 minute intervals.

I haven't had anyone bring us food since about 3 weeks after Joe died. I forgot how wonderful it is to walk to my refrigerator/pantry/freezer and see food, other than cheese, milk, gatorade, cereal, applesauce, carrots, canned vegetables, hamburger helper, bread, peanut butter, and formula.

These two girls have been wanting to do this for us since I had Courtlyn and I've told them that we're fine. But this week when they found out Camryn broke her arm the phone started ringing again. I finally called them back Wednesday and told them that between Camryn's arm and having to go to court Thursday I could probably use all the help I could get. So when we got home from a birthday party today they were sitting in my driveway.

I don't even know how to thank people like this, or even possibly repay them for their kindness. One of these girls has already monogrammed Camryn bloomers to wear under her uniform dress, monogrammed Courtlyn burp cloths and bibs and a diaper bag....all free of charge. And she's given us numerous bows for Camryn. The other one hosted a huge church baby shower for me. And I didn't even know either of them before Joe's death.

And Friday Camryn finally went back to school and there was a box full of goodies waiting for her from a mother of one of Camryn's classmates

I always make sure that I write these people thank you notes, but it really just doesn't seem to be enough. I know they don't expect anything in return, but I have such tremendous guilt accepting things like this. I've never been a person who needed help before, and its hard to accept the fact that now I need all the help I can get...without seeming like a charity case.