OK, I'm feeling slightly better now. so glad its not a year ago. Even with this killer cramps, I know I don't feel as bad as I did then contracting and on Magnesium and scared out of my mind for my baby. Even though I felt like crap today and Little Bit spent the day screaming (teething?) I know how lucky and blessed I am. I will post then and now birthday pictures tomorrow.
The cupcakes are baked, most of the supplies are packed up. I'm printing pictures to put on the sign. Then its off to bed.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Raging Lunatic!
I wanted to write a whole mushy entry about how glad I am it is not a year ago, how blessed I am, yada, yada, yada. That may be true, but Auntie dear decided to show up on Thursday, the wench! First time since Little Bit was born and she had to chose his birthday weekend. That is what I get for having a child night-wean so soon. I didn't get AF for at least a 2+ years with both of the older boys. GRRRR!
I went to the gyn.on Thursday. My mom missed the funeral of a good friend in order to come down and help me with child care. I'm sitting there on the table in the robe that barely covers me still unfolding the paper drape when doc walks in. She tells me I have to reschedule. GRRRR! At least she did give me a prescription for a pelvic u/s. Of course if a cyst is the issue it will likely leave town with Auntie dear.
Ah well, we are doing the miracle walk tomorrow. I have cupcakes to bake and snacks to pack up. I decided to go simple and just have fruit and cheese and crackers in the park after the walk. Dh thinks I should serve heartier fair, but oh well. I am baking cupcakes in ice cream cones and will let the kiddos decorate them. They can play on the playground, eat sugar and drink sugar (got koolaid) what could be better. Galileo has another party to go to at 2 pm.
These d*mn cramps better be gone and I better stop bleeding like the proverbial pig. If I go through a super tampon/pad combo as quickly as I have today (2 hours) I'm in big trouble!
Carol Anne
I went to the gyn.on Thursday. My mom missed the funeral of a good friend in order to come down and help me with child care. I'm sitting there on the table in the robe that barely covers me still unfolding the paper drape when doc walks in. She tells me I have to reschedule. GRRRR! At least she did give me a prescription for a pelvic u/s. Of course if a cyst is the issue it will likely leave town with Auntie dear.
Ah well, we are doing the miracle walk tomorrow. I have cupcakes to bake and snacks to pack up. I decided to go simple and just have fruit and cheese and crackers in the park after the walk. Dh thinks I should serve heartier fair, but oh well. I am baking cupcakes in ice cream cones and will let the kiddos decorate them. They can play on the playground, eat sugar and drink sugar (got koolaid) what could be better. Galileo has another party to go to at 2 pm.
These d*mn cramps better be gone and I better stop bleeding like the proverbial pig. If I go through a super tampon/pad combo as quickly as I have today (2 hours) I'm in big trouble!
Carol Anne
Thursday, October 04, 2007
TT#2 13 things to tell the doc tomorrow
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Trying to remember all the weird symptoms and other information that I need to tell the doc tomorrow at my annual check. 1) constant pain on left side 2) Pelvic Pain 3) digestive upsets 4) bloating/extreme Gas 5) Latex Allergy 6) painful intercourse 7) gall bladder u/s normal 8) Low Back Pain 9) itching/burning 10) abdominal pain so bad that it hurts to snuggle with 4 year old. 11) nausea 12) Hernia repair 2/07 13) hospitalization for staph infection 3/07 Kind of a long boring (somewhat gross list). But I have waited a few weeks for this appointment and don't want to forget anything. My mom is actually driving down from central NY so that I can go to this apt without kids. DH is even worried Links to other Thursday Thirteens! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!) |
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Galileo
Just posted this as a comment on another blog. A famous mom blogger who is much more articulate than me is dealing with SID in her son. Reminded me so much of my struggles with my own son that I had to post to her and offer encouragement. I'm kinda proud of my answer, so I decided to share it here.
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Hi Tertia,
Just wanted you to know you are not alone with the SID/explosive little boy struggles. It is so challenging and really made me question myself as a mother too. BUT, by joining my son in his struggle, helping him learn coping skills, and encouraging him to do his best, I have helped him become a happy, smart, fairly well adjusted first grader. You and Adam will get there too.
Don't get me wrong, my guy is still a very sensitive and intense little boy and there are some ways that we are just not well matched (providing the structure he needs is very hard for me). Our relationship has been strained at times as I learned to deal with his challenges (a psychologist who specializes in SID helped alot as did OT). BUT I think now he knows that in addition to being his biggest critic, I am his biggest fan. I expect nothing less than his best because I know he can do it, but also know there are times when he is "out of sorts" that it is just too hard. I have learned that he needs strict limits and boundaries and he will push against them as hard as he can to "test" them. BUT he then does better when he knows they will be enforced consistently. I think because he feels so out of control, he needs to know someone is "in control". Could this be part of what adam needs?
As he has learned to use words to express himself things have also gotten much easier. He knows if he tantrums, we may just end up in a stupid power struggle, but if he can use words to tell me the problem (my sneaker is too tight, the sound of the flourescent light is annoying, etc.) then I will work with him to make him more comfortable so he can succeed. He also knows that I will not allow him to stay in a situation where he tantrums no matter how much he may want to stay.
Anyway, didn't mean to write a book, but did want you to know that Adam will not always be this challenging. If you continue to work with him, he will improve. Validate and understand his sensory issues, but don't let him use them as an excuse to be miserable. Help him learn limits, boundaries and coping skills.
I still tend to be over protective of my IVF SID baby. I still swoop in and them realize I should let him fight his own battles. there are days that I still wonder who in the world thought I was the right mother for this kid. Those days are getting less though and the silly, joyful days I dreamed of during those dark days of IF are more plentiful.
Good Luck!"
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Hi Tertia,
Just wanted you to know you are not alone with the SID/explosive little boy struggles. It is so challenging and really made me question myself as a mother too. BUT, by joining my son in his struggle, helping him learn coping skills, and encouraging him to do his best, I have helped him become a happy, smart, fairly well adjusted first grader. You and Adam will get there too.
Don't get me wrong, my guy is still a very sensitive and intense little boy and there are some ways that we are just not well matched (providing the structure he needs is very hard for me). Our relationship has been strained at times as I learned to deal with his challenges (a psychologist who specializes in SID helped alot as did OT). BUT I think now he knows that in addition to being his biggest critic, I am his biggest fan. I expect nothing less than his best because I know he can do it, but also know there are times when he is "out of sorts" that it is just too hard. I have learned that he needs strict limits and boundaries and he will push against them as hard as he can to "test" them. BUT he then does better when he knows they will be enforced consistently. I think because he feels so out of control, he needs to know someone is "in control". Could this be part of what adam needs?
As he has learned to use words to express himself things have also gotten much easier. He knows if he tantrums, we may just end up in a stupid power struggle, but if he can use words to tell me the problem (my sneaker is too tight, the sound of the flourescent light is annoying, etc.) then I will work with him to make him more comfortable so he can succeed. He also knows that I will not allow him to stay in a situation where he tantrums no matter how much he may want to stay.
Anyway, didn't mean to write a book, but did want you to know that Adam will not always be this challenging. If you continue to work with him, he will improve. Validate and understand his sensory issues, but don't let him use them as an excuse to be miserable. Help him learn limits, boundaries and coping skills.
I still tend to be over protective of my IVF SID baby. I still swoop in and them realize I should let him fight his own battles. there are days that I still wonder who in the world thought I was the right mother for this kid. Those days are getting less though and the silly, joyful days I dreamed of during those dark days of IF are more plentiful.
Good Luck!"
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Oh, I'm in Trouble!
Was working on some stuff on the computer for the Miracle Walk on Sunday.
Turned around and saw Little Bit peering at me from over the back of the Love seat! What???!!! He is on the furniture???!!! How did that happen?
Assumed Maestro put him there. Nope. He had taken the cushions off which is what made it possible for Little BIt to get up there.
As scary as the possibility of him falling over backwards onto the floor and clunking his head, was seeing something brownish purplish peeking out of his mouth. Swept it out. Maestro informed me it was a crunchberry. OOOO ick! He was eating old cereal from under the cushions!
Of course I left him there while I took pictures. :) As I was taking them, I realized there was more in his mouth. Swept out 2 more crunchberries.
I need to go vacum the furniture!
Note to self: NO MORE SUGAR CEREAL!
NO MORE KIDS EATING IN THE LIVING ROOM!
Turned around and saw Little Bit peering at me from over the back of the Love seat! What???!!! He is on the furniture???!!! How did that happen?
Assumed Maestro put him there. Nope. He had taken the cushions off which is what made it possible for Little BIt to get up there.
As scary as the possibility of him falling over backwards onto the floor and clunking his head, was seeing something brownish purplish peeking out of his mouth. Swept it out. Maestro informed me it was a crunchberry. OOOO ick! He was eating old cereal from under the cushions!
Of course I left him there while I took pictures. :) As I was taking them, I realized there was more in his mouth. Swept out 2 more crunchberries.
I need to go vacum the furniture!
Note to self: NO MORE SUGAR CEREAL!
NO MORE KIDS EATING IN THE LIVING ROOM!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Thursday Thirteen
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1) Rough and tumble "litter of puppies" rough housing 2) Trains, Legos, robots etc. 3) Butterfly kisses on every part of my face 4) Being the Queen of the house 5) Brush Cuts. ie. Not having to comb long tangled hair and form braids/pigtails in the mad scramble to get out the door in the morning. Most difficult hair crisis here is "make it spiky mommy" 7) scabbed knees poking out of cut off shorts 8) never having to play barbies 9) always getting the pink power range sticker at pediatrician 10) frogs! 11) Never having to explain why I refuse to buy bratz dolls 12) Bugs, Bugs, and more Bugs 13) "Mommy, I love you! When I grow up, I'm going to marry you and only you!" |
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Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Freaking myself out
I really wish I had way to see inside my body and know what was going on. I'm having many strange weird nebulous symptoms and can't quite figure it out. some of them are digestive, so the primary doc sent me for a gall bladder u/s last week. It was negative as I knew it would be. My pains are either on my left side, or lower in my pelvic region. In the last week, I have felt as if I were stimming for an IVF cycle. I have also wondered if I were pg. I figured it was next to impossible, but a friend is pg after 2 forms of birth control failed, so stranger things have happened. Maybe my body is just gearing up to ovulate? I really have no idea what to expect. Little Bit night weaned so much earlier than his brothers that I guess I could O at any time.
It doesn't help that September is Ovarian Cancer Awareness month. Every time I turn around I am reading the symptoms in some magazine or other. I have several of them. It is truly freaking me out AND making me feel like a hypochondriac both.
So, off to the OBGYN I go next week. That appointment can't come too soon!!
It doesn't help that September is Ovarian Cancer Awareness month. Every time I turn around I am reading the symptoms in some magazine or other. I have several of them. It is truly freaking me out AND making me feel like a hypochondriac both.
So, off to the OBGYN I go next week. That appointment can't come too soon!!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Stolen Moments
I have decided the strength of my marriage is going to be based on Stolen Moments. Moments that we find some way to be alone even amidst the chaos. Feel very connected and much in love with my sweetie right now and I think its because of just such moments.
Thursday was back to school night. I had hired a babysitter so we could both go and then thought duh! have her come early. Craig worked from home so he could leave ASAP instead of me anxiously awaiting his train and hoping he would make it in time to see the teachers. We just went to a local sandwich shop and sat outside eating a simple meal. It was wonderful. Peaceful.
Friday, Craig was supposed to have a "procedure" done that had to be canceled because they scheduled it with the wrong doc. He didn't want to cancel on the babysitter last minute and all ready had the time off work planned, so we skipped out and saw a movie and then went for a simple dinner. It was wonderful. Just to sit in the dark holding my hubby's hand with no one and nothing (ie.laundry/bills) yelling at me was wonderful.
Then, this AM. I was feeling lousy and decided a bath would help. Poor hubby was feeling neglected (boys were very needy both previous nights when we returned home, so there was no chance of "capping" the evening with romance). So I invited him to join me. The bathroom is the only room in the house with a lock. Baby went down for a nap and the big boys soon learned that we were having private grown up time and shouldn't open the door unless a) the house was on fire b) someone was spurting copious amounts of blood or c) there was at least one bone sticking out of someone's body where it shouldn't. We had a really lovely time despite the interruptions and my darling has been in a great mood all day.
Maybe now I can convince him we need a larger house with a master bath! ;)
Thursday was back to school night. I had hired a babysitter so we could both go and then thought duh! have her come early. Craig worked from home so he could leave ASAP instead of me anxiously awaiting his train and hoping he would make it in time to see the teachers. We just went to a local sandwich shop and sat outside eating a simple meal. It was wonderful. Peaceful.
Friday, Craig was supposed to have a "procedure" done that had to be canceled because they scheduled it with the wrong doc. He didn't want to cancel on the babysitter last minute and all ready had the time off work planned, so we skipped out and saw a movie and then went for a simple dinner. It was wonderful. Just to sit in the dark holding my hubby's hand with no one and nothing (ie.laundry/bills) yelling at me was wonderful.
Then, this AM. I was feeling lousy and decided a bath would help. Poor hubby was feeling neglected (boys were very needy both previous nights when we returned home, so there was no chance of "capping" the evening with romance). So I invited him to join me. The bathroom is the only room in the house with a lock. Baby went down for a nap and the big boys soon learned that we were having private grown up time and shouldn't open the door unless a) the house was on fire b) someone was spurting copious amounts of blood or c) there was at least one bone sticking out of someone's body where it shouldn't. We had a really lovely time despite the interruptions and my darling has been in a great mood all day.
Maybe now I can convince him we need a larger house with a master bath! ;)
Friday, September 21, 2007
Very Cool Product!
A local family has created this new stroller/bicycle. It will premiere at a bike show in Las Vegas next week. I would love to get my hands on one!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
This is a little too close to home!
Long, but funny with a sweet ending. And sounds a little too much like my house, just add a screaming, overtired baby to the mix and you have my life.
Of course, I also have baby giggles and butterfly kisses and bug cities and a million other wonderful joys. I just have to remember these and forget the crying and the moaning and the whining and the fighting!
Of course, I also have baby giggles and butterfly kisses and bug cities and a million other wonderful joys. I just have to remember these and forget the crying and the moaning and the whining and the fighting!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Living up to the title
Live, Love Laugh feel like that is what I have done in abundance tonight!
What a wonderful evening we have had. Amazing to me that I was so down just a few short days ago and am no so filled with contentment and joy.
We ate dinner all together on the deck. Craig worked from home, so he was able to eat with us and even help me calm the baby while I finished carrying everything out. We brought the high chair out on the deck and Nathaniel entertained us all while we ate. Who needs television when you have a baby? He loved all the attention of us laughing at him and really hammed it up. He really is a little person now. Jonathan and I shared some inside jokes, Matthew covered my face and neck with Kisses. Everyone was laughing and joking. It was wonderful. Just what I dreamed of oh so many years ago when battling infertility.
Thank you God, Goddess, world, for such a wonderful day!
What a wonderful evening we have had. Amazing to me that I was so down just a few short days ago and am no so filled with contentment and joy.
We ate dinner all together on the deck. Craig worked from home, so he was able to eat with us and even help me calm the baby while I finished carrying everything out. We brought the high chair out on the deck and Nathaniel entertained us all while we ate. Who needs television when you have a baby? He loved all the attention of us laughing at him and really hammed it up. He really is a little person now. Jonathan and I shared some inside jokes, Matthew covered my face and neck with Kisses. Everyone was laughing and joking. It was wonderful. Just what I dreamed of oh so many years ago when battling infertility.
Thank you God, Goddess, world, for such a wonderful day!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Child of the Computer Age
I was such the cliche'd suburband SAHM today. Loaded up the minivan to do the drop off rounds, Daddy at the train, Galileo at elementary school and Maestro at preschool.
Anyway, at the train, the boys wanted to give Daddy a hug and a kiss, but there was no time and we didn't want them to get unbuckled in the kiss and ride zone. Craig said "blow me a kiss, I love you guys". Amidst the chorus of "I love you, Daddy"s, Galileo said "I blew you a kiss AND a hug".
As we drove away, I asked, "how do you blow a hug?" In his very nonchalant, straightforward 6 year old way, Galileo replied, "You hug your self, then you minimize it, then you blow". I couldn't stop laughing all the way up the hill.
Set me up to have a much better day!
Anyway, at the train, the boys wanted to give Daddy a hug and a kiss, but there was no time and we didn't want them to get unbuckled in the kiss and ride zone. Craig said "blow me a kiss, I love you guys". Amidst the chorus of "I love you, Daddy"s, Galileo said "I blew you a kiss AND a hug".
As we drove away, I asked, "how do you blow a hug?" In his very nonchalant, straightforward 6 year old way, Galileo replied, "You hug your self, then you minimize it, then you blow". I couldn't stop laughing all the way up the hill.
Set me up to have a much better day!
Monday, September 17, 2007
My dream house
Just thought I would share my "dream house". Its not a mansion, but seems to have everything we need and would be especially good on the Pain full days. Hope the link works.
Only problems with it are that it is pretty far from the trains station and I don't think the jitney goes there, there aren't many kids in that neighborhood, oh and the price tag. Yeah, thats it!
Actually one of Jonathan's best friends lives on that street and I really like his mom, so that is pretty cool.
Ah well, its nice to dream.....
Only problems with it are that it is pretty far from the trains station and I don't think the jitney goes there, there aren't many kids in that neighborhood, oh and the price tag. Yeah, thats it!
Actually one of Jonathan's best friends lives on that street and I really like his mom, so that is pretty cool.
Ah well, its nice to dream.....
Doing a little better today
I managed to keep the kitchen relatively clean, order groceries to be delivered tomorrow so I wouldn't have to walk the aisles of our huge store, and fold much of the laundry that has been waiting. I also did all childcare on my own today as dh was gone until after 10pm. I know plenty of women do it on their own all the time but for me this is huge. Oh, I also made a few appointments I have needed to make for quite some time. More phone calls and appointments to make tomorrow including finding a sitter for Little Bit. Now, I must try to sleep.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Pain
This blog started many many moons ago as a way to help me pull myself up out of depression. I have been doing quite well for some time now (as long as I am medicated) so I changed the description. This weekend was quite a downer though and I felt myself sliding.
I have been in significant pain since we returned from vacation. My right foot has been really sore, but so has my ankle and knee and my left hip. I was in a car accident years ago that shattered my right leg, wrecked my right knee and broke my left pelvis. The pelvis wasn't found until a year+ after the accident. The extent of the knee damage wasn't found until after I delivered Maestro (~12 years later).
It seems all the flip flop and Crock wearing I did this summer, especially on vacation, did a number on my joints. I got new shoes and cheap arch supports hoping to improve things, but it only got worse. Another pair of sneakers and it got worse still. I went to a podiatrist on Friday hoping that some orthotics would get my feet realigned and get me back on my way to comfort and health. His xrays showed severe arthritis in my ankle - worse than I realized. He agreed that I have severe overpronation . This may be what is causing all my pain and it may be that orthotics will fix it, BUT custom made orthotics are $425 and insurance is unlikely to cover them.
I can not function like this though. I am in so much pain that I didn't do anything fun with my boys like I had hoped to do during their Rosh Hashanah break. We could have gone to the zoo or apple picking or to the beach, etc. but I was in so much pain that just taking them across the road to ride their bikes was exhausting. sigh.....
Saturday was soccer. Morning soccer in the rain with Maestro and then afternoon soccer with Galileo. I sat through most of the games and Craig parked and fetched the car so I wouldn't have to walk far, but I was still in so much pain I couldn't sleep. I finally took half of a percoset in the hopes of sleeping enough to get up and have a good day on Sunday. Wrong! I woke with a migraine from hell, and it has continued all day. So much for starting to go to church (Unitarian Universalist). So much for the block party we were invited to by a neighbor, so much for enjoying a beautiful day with my family. After snapping at my husband and being a total bear, I spent the rest of the day in bed. At least Craig accepted my sincere apology and said all the right things.
I blame most of this on that f*#@ing car accident I had 16 years ago. I know I should be grateful to be alive and grateful to have my beautiful family etc, etc, etc, but it pisses me off no end that the accident that I fought so hard to come back from is still ruling so many of my days.
I am also frustrated by my weight. I was going great guns in the spring. Lost my first 10% by my birthday, but decided WW would be too hard to do during the summer with the boys home. I vowed to maintain my weight and enjoy the summer. I did fairly well until we went on vacation. I have now gained ~10lbs in less than a month. I really don't think I am eating that much more, but I do know I have done some emotional eating. I'm also just so frustrated by this pain that keeps me from being outside and active. sigh....
Well this long ramble is getting so boring and is accomplishing nothing. Mostly it just explains why I am finding myself sliding back into depression. I find my thoughts going places that I know aren't good and the only way I can find to stop them is sleeping. I'm going back to bed. Hopefully things will be better tomorrow.
sigh..........
I have been in significant pain since we returned from vacation. My right foot has been really sore, but so has my ankle and knee and my left hip. I was in a car accident years ago that shattered my right leg, wrecked my right knee and broke my left pelvis. The pelvis wasn't found until a year+ after the accident. The extent of the knee damage wasn't found until after I delivered Maestro (~12 years later).
It seems all the flip flop and Crock wearing I did this summer, especially on vacation, did a number on my joints. I got new shoes and cheap arch supports hoping to improve things, but it only got worse. Another pair of sneakers and it got worse still. I went to a podiatrist on Friday hoping that some orthotics would get my feet realigned and get me back on my way to comfort and health. His xrays showed severe arthritis in my ankle - worse than I realized. He agreed that I have severe overpronation . This may be what is causing all my pain and it may be that orthotics will fix it, BUT custom made orthotics are $425 and insurance is unlikely to cover them.
I can not function like this though. I am in so much pain that I didn't do anything fun with my boys like I had hoped to do during their Rosh Hashanah break. We could have gone to the zoo or apple picking or to the beach, etc. but I was in so much pain that just taking them across the road to ride their bikes was exhausting. sigh.....
Saturday was soccer. Morning soccer in the rain with Maestro and then afternoon soccer with Galileo. I sat through most of the games and Craig parked and fetched the car so I wouldn't have to walk far, but I was still in so much pain I couldn't sleep. I finally took half of a percoset in the hopes of sleeping enough to get up and have a good day on Sunday. Wrong! I woke with a migraine from hell, and it has continued all day. So much for starting to go to church (Unitarian Universalist). So much for the block party we were invited to by a neighbor, so much for enjoying a beautiful day with my family. After snapping at my husband and being a total bear, I spent the rest of the day in bed. At least Craig accepted my sincere apology and said all the right things.
I blame most of this on that f*#@ing car accident I had 16 years ago. I know I should be grateful to be alive and grateful to have my beautiful family etc, etc, etc, but it pisses me off no end that the accident that I fought so hard to come back from is still ruling so many of my days.
I am also frustrated by my weight. I was going great guns in the spring. Lost my first 10% by my birthday, but decided WW would be too hard to do during the summer with the boys home. I vowed to maintain my weight and enjoy the summer. I did fairly well until we went on vacation. I have now gained ~10lbs in less than a month. I really don't think I am eating that much more, but I do know I have done some emotional eating. I'm also just so frustrated by this pain that keeps me from being outside and active. sigh....
Well this long ramble is getting so boring and is accomplishing nothing. Mostly it just explains why I am finding myself sliding back into depression. I find my thoughts going places that I know aren't good and the only way I can find to stop them is sleeping. I'm going back to bed. Hopefully things will be better tomorrow.
sigh..........
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Serendipity
"ser·en·dip·i·ty (s
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1. The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident.
2. The fact or occurrence of such discoveries.
3. An instance of making such a discovery."
I have decided a believe I great deal in Serendipity. Call it coincidence. Call it being in the right place at the right time. Whatever, it seems to happen a lot in my life. The most recent brought chills. The other day, I was thinking about the fact that Little Bits birthday is coming and wondering what we should do to celebrate. A few hours later, I took the boys to buy a well earned Webkinz . The usual store we go to didn't have many choices and I was afraid Galileo would be disappointed, so we searched for another store. We went to one I have never been too in a place I rarely frequent. As we walked in, we saw a poster for the Miracle Walk for the NICU where Little Bit was born. It is on his first birthday. YAY! Now I know what to do. I 'm starting a team to walk and raise money. Then, we will have cake and ice cream with who ever can join us afterwards. We don't need anything for him, in fact the last thing we need in this tiny house is more stuff, so donation to the NICU are perfect. I'm so excited! I have been working on making my Personal Page and hope to send out emails to people tonight asking them to join us.
I have decided a believe I great deal in Serendipity. Call it coincidence. Call it being in the right place at the right time. Whatever, it seems to happen a lot in my life. The most recent brought chills. The other day, I was thinking about the fact that Little Bits birthday is coming and wondering what we should do to celebrate. A few hours later, I took the boys to buy a well earned Webkinz . The usual store we go to didn't have many choices and I was afraid Galileo would be disappointed, so we searched for another store. We went to one I have never been too in a place I rarely frequent. As we walked in, we saw a poster for the Miracle Walk for the NICU where Little Bit was born. It is on his first birthday. YAY! Now I know what to do. I 'm starting a team to walk and raise money. Then, we will have cake and ice cream with who ever can join us afterwards. We don't need anything for him, in fact the last thing we need in this tiny house is more stuff, so donation to the NICU are perfect. I'm so excited! I have been working on making my Personal Page and hope to send out emails to people tonight asking them to join us.
Monday, September 10, 2007
First Day of School Part 2
Maestro started to school in the 4 year old room. He is now going 5 mornings a week. Poor boy has definite middle child syndrome. Made such a big deal about Galileo starting school last week. We took pictures, the whole family drove him etc, etc. Today as we turned off our street I realized we hadn't taken a picture. Luckily I had a little camera in my purse. Asked Matthew if a pic at school was ok, but he wanted one at home, so we went around the block and raced out of the car. Snapped a pic and raced back. Daddy was all ready working and baby was screaming at being left in the car.Maestro was a little nervous about going to school, but did just fine when we got there. Ran right in and began playing. Wouldn't have even acknowledged my leaving if another mommy hadn't told him "say good bye your mom".
I was a little nervous about how the somewhat grumpy ready-to-retire teacher would do with him. Maestro has been so negative, obstinate and argumentative lately. BUT he did wonderfully. At pick up, the teacher told him he was a great kid and she was glad to have him in the class. Then told me that he did great. She's probably remembering Galileo and the challenges his sensory issues brought to her classroom. They sure are different kids.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Raving Lunatic
That would describe me this weekend. Everything is getting on my last nerve. The big boys fighting, screaming, rough housing, the baby crying, dh is grumpy the house is a wreck, the laundry is a disaster (well its done, but not folded) the yard is a mess and on and on and on and on.
Yesterday I was exhausted and overwhelmed, so I did the oh so healthy (NOT) eat junk food and lay in bed thing. Today, I woke up feeling pretty good, but then got irritated when I was trying to get things done, the boys were fighting and dh had disappeared. Poor man was in bed. I went and rousted him out. So not fair of me, I know, but I need his help so I can put some order in our lives. Then, I have to find a way to maintain it. Our house is too small to let it get out of control and we simply can't afford a larger house right now. I railed all day yesterday about needing to finish the attic and basement. We need a place the kids can play/rough house/keep chokable toys etc. Only question is will they really agree to be on a different floor than me?
Maybe they need more attention. I have to figure this out. I hate yelling at them all the time, but they are making me insane! Maestro, my sweet joyful child has become angry and obstinate. Am I reacting to him or him to me? Or is he just very 4? Thank G-d he starts school tomorrow!
OK, back to work while they are out with dad and Little Bit is sleeping. Have to find a way to get balance back in our lives!
Yesterday I was exhausted and overwhelmed, so I did the oh so healthy (NOT) eat junk food and lay in bed thing. Today, I woke up feeling pretty good, but then got irritated when I was trying to get things done, the boys were fighting and dh had disappeared. Poor man was in bed. I went and rousted him out. So not fair of me, I know, but I need his help so I can put some order in our lives. Then, I have to find a way to maintain it. Our house is too small to let it get out of control and we simply can't afford a larger house right now. I railed all day yesterday about needing to finish the attic and basement. We need a place the kids can play/rough house/keep chokable toys etc. Only question is will they really agree to be on a different floor than me?
Maybe they need more attention. I have to figure this out. I hate yelling at them all the time, but they are making me insane! Maestro, my sweet joyful child has become angry and obstinate. Am I reacting to him or him to me? Or is he just very 4? Thank G-d he starts school tomorrow!
OK, back to work while they are out with dad and Little Bit is sleeping. Have to find a way to get balance back in our lives!
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
First Day of School
Jonathan started first grade today. Hard to believe my little boy is growing up so fast. Such a cliche, I know, but true. I was told his teacher is the best and she was very sweet this morning. Ironically, she is the only first grade teacher I had met last year.
He was a holy terror yesterday morning. I realized it was nerves, so I went out to the front porch where he was in time-out to talk to him. He was relieved to know that everyone is nervous and its normal. We went in to school to drop off an immunization form and to see if his teacher had the same classroom this year. He had enrichment in her room last year and was glad to see she is in the same room. We also went out to the black top to see where he will line up. That all seemed to calm his nerves. Then we kept busy the rest of the day so he wouldn't have time to worry. Bought new shoes (he insisted on tie shoes and then got frustrated when he couldn't do them perfectly) went to Tinga (mexican) for lunch and then to a playground we rarely visit. It was a very pleasant last day of summer.
Now, its time to make a grocery list and load up the little boys. I still haven't been shopping since we got back from vacation!
(I still plan to post vacation pictures. Guess I better get on that soon, huh?)
Monday, September 03, 2007
Loon Call
We are back from our 1,000+ mile odyssey through the Adirondack Mountain, the finger lakes of NY and the Mountains of WV. Much to report, but after much late night driving, unpacking, cleaning, doing laundry, getting the kids to the pool for one last hurrah of summer, I'm tired. So, I will leave you with one of the most beautiful memories of the trip. We listened to Loons calling to each other every night in the Adirondacks. Here is the second Loon call we heard quite often.
I hope to add more about the vacation with pictures soon. Of course, the back to school whirlwind starts soon, so maybe not.
I hope to add more about the vacation with pictures soon. Of course, the back to school whirlwind starts soon, so maybe not.
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