What a week

Things have been crazy around here and I just have not been able to find a free second to update.

Even now as I am writting this post I am going in to check on Bubba every five seconds becuase of the night we are having.

So, this is going to be quick.

Monday was my birthday!

My sweet little Regan decorated the house...

{I forgot to get pictures}

and was SOOOO excited to celebrate.

She is such a GOOD girl.

My day was going GREAT

I had some sweet little friend bring me Cafe Rio for lunch.

There was no way Bubba was getting out that day.

She thought it was pretty cool when I told her she needed to put a mask on with her runny nose.

So then of course little sis had to have one too!

BUT

 then I got a phone call.

One of those crummy phone calls you fear.

My sister called to tell me that my Dad {Yes, my BIG BAD DAD} had been taken to the hospital in an ambulance and had a major heart attack.

My heart BROKE....

I couldn't stop crying.....

I hated being so far away.

All of my family lives in TX.

My Dad was in Tulsa on business and with in hours 2 of the 5 kids were by his side.

That night Regan insisted that I needed to go out for my bday.

Nana watched Bubba for us and Hubs, Regan, and I went out to eat.

So, now you can see by my puffy eyes that I had been crying. wink!

I am so grateful for this sweet little girl and her huge heart!!

They next day was a hard one.

My Dad had open heart surgery {Quadruple Bypass}

At this point all 4 of the 5 kids had flown out to be with him.

I was at the hospital with Bubba.

It was the morning of his MRI.

He was such a trooper.

The entire time I was waiting for Bubba I was on the phone with my sister finding out what was going on with my Dad.

My wonderful mother in law came with me.

I don't think I can seriously say it enough.... I LOVE this woman.

I am so blessed to have such an amazing MIL.

I don't know that I could have gotten through the morning with out her.

Bubba was a rockstar yet again!!!

My Dad did well at first and then gave us all a big scare.

I was looking at plane tickets and a wreck.

My sweet Bubba needed me here and I also wanted to be there for my Dad.

I am grateful for my sisters and brother that have been there to care for my Dad.

I feel so blessed to know that I have such a loving and supportive family.

We would do anything for each other.

I could call any one of them tomorrow and tell them that I needed them and they would be on a plane.

My Dad is doing MUCH better and I know that I am right where I need to be.

We have had some other things come up this week as well {I will go into that stuff later} and made the comment "I think God is seeing how much I can take before I break." Then I joked and said "I might be bent but I am not broken!"

I am grateful for a loving Heavenly Father that has blessed me with such an amazing family here in CA and in TX.

I know that if I ever feel bent I can call on them to lift me up.

My sweet father in law wrote me a text and said

"you are not alone. We are here to hold up your arms, legs, shoulders, and your heart. And, the angels of God surround you. We love you. Stand as you can and we ALL will take the rest."

I can't even begin to tell you how much comfort I take in having such a loving and supportive family.

I might be bent BUT I am NOT broken. :)

Please keep my BIG BAD DAD in your prayers.