Mouse and Daddy
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
18 Steak Knife Stab Wounds
I’m sitting here with my right leg propped up on the desk, it’s killing me today! I have in all, 18 “stab” wounds, and they sure are pretty. What’s more beautiful is the bruising. It’s now bright and colorful, but healing. I won’t lie, wearing the nylon isn’t overly helpful because it’s a thigh high and it sinks down, pressing on the part of my leg that hurts the most. You could put a paper plate over the bruise and just barely cover it all!
On top of that, it just seems to be one thing on top of another today. I tried getting outside to get garage sale stuff all situated (was on my feet too much, so that’s my own fault) and Mikie kept at me, asking questions, whining. Jack came inside cause he just plain doesn’t feel good and Molly was napping. I ended up calling the doc’s office for Jack cause he’s been feeling like poop on and off for 4 days now. He was disappointed this morning when I told him he wouldn’t be going to school, but with his fever breaking in the middle of the night, we knew it wasn’t good. So anywho, we saw the doc just before lunchtime and it turns out the poor kid has blisters in his ears! The doctor said some kids get fluid in there that causes ear aches, of course, but Jack’s has turned into blisters! No wonder he’s been cupping his right ear and looking like he feels like crap! So we got him some ear drops as prescribed and another fast acting (we hope) med and he seems to be much better. All 3 kids went up for a nap a bit ago, but I just went up and told my crazy boys to quiet down. They can play today, but QUIETLY! I surely want Miss Mol to take a good nap if possible. Her teeth are relentless these days, making me have to “strap her on my front” in the baby carrier just so I can get things done! Sheesh!
I forgot to tell ya’ll about my little experience the other day too. It was Sunday afternoon and I was watching tv with the kids, I look down and see a stirry strip seeming to be coming off. Huh, why not just pull it off to see what the cut looks like? BIG MISTAKE, huge mistake. There was some kind of hair or fuzzy stuck to the open wound and stirry strip that wouldn’t come undone. Lemme tell ya, I hit a 10 on my pain scale. I was about out of my mind. I quickly tried to put the stirry strip back in place and fool my leg into thinking I hadn’t even touched it, but my leg would not stop hurting. Every move I made, every breath was excruciating. So I finally just had to grab and rip it off. I almost fainted, no lie. I had to sit on the kitchen floor (Molly crying the whole time cause she wanted me to get her out of her hi chair) for 15 minutes with my head between my knees trying to regain strength. It was pure insanity! I finally mustered up the strength to call Erk and he got some gauze on his way home for me to re-wrap the wound. We counted; I have 18 total “stab” wounds as I called them before, all of them similar to the size of a steak knife being jabbed into my leg all over. YIKES! My advice? Let stirry strips make up their own mind about when to fall off!
On top of that, it just seems to be one thing on top of another today. I tried getting outside to get garage sale stuff all situated (was on my feet too much, so that’s my own fault) and Mikie kept at me, asking questions, whining. Jack came inside cause he just plain doesn’t feel good and Molly was napping. I ended up calling the doc’s office for Jack cause he’s been feeling like poop on and off for 4 days now. He was disappointed this morning when I told him he wouldn’t be going to school, but with his fever breaking in the middle of the night, we knew it wasn’t good. So anywho, we saw the doc just before lunchtime and it turns out the poor kid has blisters in his ears! The doctor said some kids get fluid in there that causes ear aches, of course, but Jack’s has turned into blisters! No wonder he’s been cupping his right ear and looking like he feels like crap! So we got him some ear drops as prescribed and another fast acting (we hope) med and he seems to be much better. All 3 kids went up for a nap a bit ago, but I just went up and told my crazy boys to quiet down. They can play today, but QUIETLY! I surely want Miss Mol to take a good nap if possible. Her teeth are relentless these days, making me have to “strap her on my front” in the baby carrier just so I can get things done! Sheesh!
I forgot to tell ya’ll about my little experience the other day too. It was Sunday afternoon and I was watching tv with the kids, I look down and see a stirry strip seeming to be coming off. Huh, why not just pull it off to see what the cut looks like? BIG MISTAKE, huge mistake. There was some kind of hair or fuzzy stuck to the open wound and stirry strip that wouldn’t come undone. Lemme tell ya, I hit a 10 on my pain scale. I was about out of my mind. I quickly tried to put the stirry strip back in place and fool my leg into thinking I hadn’t even touched it, but my leg would not stop hurting. Every move I made, every breath was excruciating. So I finally just had to grab and rip it off. I almost fainted, no lie. I had to sit on the kitchen floor (Molly crying the whole time cause she wanted me to get her out of her hi chair) for 15 minutes with my head between my knees trying to regain strength. It was pure insanity! I finally mustered up the strength to call Erk and he got some gauze on his way home for me to re-wrap the wound. We counted; I have 18 total “stab” wounds as I called them before, all of them similar to the size of a steak knife being jabbed into my leg all over. YIKES! My advice? Let stirry strips make up their own mind about when to fall off!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Please Continue to Pray for Bracey
"Dear family and friends,
We hope your weekend is going well. This week is a big week for Bracey and we are asking for special prayer. Bracey will be admitted into the hospital tomorrow and at 9 a.m. on Tuesday he will have a swallow study test done. If he has any signs of distress such as heart rate or oxygen level dropping or any type of wheezing, then they will stop the procedure and schedule Bracey for surgery. They will insert a G tube right under his belly button and he will feed from that indefinitely. Our prayer is that God would perform a miracle and allow Bracey to have grown enough that he can take a bottle without any complications. If the surgery is necessary he could be in the hospital for up to two more weeks. We know that God can perform this amazing miracle if it is what He wills for Bracey and us.
We will update you on Tuesday afternoon following the procedure. We would really appreciate your prayers and support this coming Tuesday. Thank you for all you’ve done for our family."
We hope your weekend is going well. This week is a big week for Bracey and we are asking for special prayer. Bracey will be admitted into the hospital tomorrow and at 9 a.m. on Tuesday he will have a swallow study test done. If he has any signs of distress such as heart rate or oxygen level dropping or any type of wheezing, then they will stop the procedure and schedule Bracey for surgery. They will insert a G tube right under his belly button and he will feed from that indefinitely. Our prayer is that God would perform a miracle and allow Bracey to have grown enough that he can take a bottle without any complications. If the surgery is necessary he could be in the hospital for up to two more weeks. We know that God can perform this amazing miracle if it is what He wills for Bracey and us.
We will update you on Tuesday afternoon following the procedure. We would really appreciate your prayers and support this coming Tuesday. Thank you for all you’ve done for our family."
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Dot Com
Hello there! I am alive and well, doing much better than a few days ago :) Ya know how it goes, some days ya just wanna check yourself into the nut house!? But it’s all good…
Just got home from church, I had double hour nursery duty this morning and with as much as Erk was encouraging me to find a replacement, all went well. I was aware of what all I was doing and getting up and down from the floor wasn’t the easiest thing to do! But we managed. I had a wonderful helper and teen helper so that’s a huge plus. We had a tornado drill but the kids did great. I teased the head nursery lady that’s just what I needed today back in the swing of things! HA!
My leg is mighty bruised up. I took the packaging off yesterday afternoon (although I was told “Saturday nite”) cause I just couldn’t take it anymore. I was more curious than anything to see what all of that pain looked like. Yep, it’s easy to see why my knee has been hard to bend. But I am doing better each day and although my ear still is plugged, I am encouraged that it’s all downhill from here. Give me a few weeks and I’ll be good as new …and starting up our business! Looks like things are moving right along in that aspect and Shawna and I are super excited!! We have something in addition to “Homemaker” to put as our “jobs” on paperwork :) I asked the boys at lunch today “what is my most important job?” Jack thought about it a minute and said “having that dot com thing.” I said, “nope, guess again.” He thought and shrugged his shoulders (Mikie was too busy eating to even think about answering). I told them, “my most important job I’ll ever have is being your Mom.” Ain’t that the truth.
Just got home from church, I had double hour nursery duty this morning and with as much as Erk was encouraging me to find a replacement, all went well. I was aware of what all I was doing and getting up and down from the floor wasn’t the easiest thing to do! But we managed. I had a wonderful helper and teen helper so that’s a huge plus. We had a tornado drill but the kids did great. I teased the head nursery lady that’s just what I needed today back in the swing of things! HA!
My leg is mighty bruised up. I took the packaging off yesterday afternoon (although I was told “Saturday nite”) cause I just couldn’t take it anymore. I was more curious than anything to see what all of that pain looked like. Yep, it’s easy to see why my knee has been hard to bend. But I am doing better each day and although my ear still is plugged, I am encouraged that it’s all downhill from here. Give me a few weeks and I’ll be good as new …and starting up our business! Looks like things are moving right along in that aspect and Shawna and I are super excited!! We have something in addition to “Homemaker” to put as our “jobs” on paperwork :) I asked the boys at lunch today “what is my most important job?” Jack thought about it a minute and said “having that dot com thing.” I said, “nope, guess again.” He thought and shrugged his shoulders (Mikie was too busy eating to even think about answering). I told them, “my most important job I’ll ever have is being your Mom.” Ain’t that the truth.
Red Bucket Kids
Here is my pretty right leg all bandaged up. If you have the gut for it, I can post one of my leg minus the pretty stocking and bandages?!?
3 kids in a bucket...
Turn Away!
If you have a weak stomach, don't look at this pic, but if you're curious as I am, you probably wanna see it! Here is my right leg all bandages removed (stirry strips will fall off on their own in a few days I was told). PRETTY, EH!??!
Friday, April 25, 2008
KNOW WHAT I NEED ON TOP OF…
Not being able to blow my nose for 3 weeks because of the ear surgery but somehow my allergies are still kicking in? (I’m supposed to just let it “drip”)
Having a leg that feels as if it were a pumpkin all carved up?
Having boys who won’t take naps even when they really need them?
Molly’s nose running all day so me having a snotty shirt?
Hitting my wrist in the trailer right where the stitches were yanked out yesterday by the not-so-smart nurse while trying to pry open the door Mikie slammed close?
Not being able to bend over cause I shouldn’t with the ear, but not being able to bend at the knee either cause it hurts?
Boys who fight over EVERY single thing today?
Jack calling me an idiot and using other words he knows we don’t say just to tick me off?
A cotton ball fluffing out of my ear for another week?
Jack pounding on the front door with a stick thinking Mikie would know that means he wants him to come out and play?
Getting lied to about who threw their fruit snacks all over the floor in the family room cause he “didn’t like that kind”
Not being able to hear still outta one ear?
Molly not napping today?
My right foot feeling weird cause it’s swollen?
Mikie constantly trying to body slam Molly today?
Feeling like I weigh 300 lbs cause I haven’t been able to exercise at all in over a week?
Wishing to take a shower but knowing I can’t til tomorrow nite?
Limping around like some old woman?
Molly fussing all day cause of her teeth coming in?
Bean whining to come in from outside, and then standing at the door to go out?
Having my hubby forget to get me a Pepsi when it was my only request for him to pick up at the store?
…PMS (yep, it decided to rear it’s ugly head this afternoon). Just what I need right now...
Not being able to blow my nose for 3 weeks because of the ear surgery but somehow my allergies are still kicking in? (I’m supposed to just let it “drip”)
Having a leg that feels as if it were a pumpkin all carved up?
Having boys who won’t take naps even when they really need them?
Molly’s nose running all day so me having a snotty shirt?
Hitting my wrist in the trailer right where the stitches were yanked out yesterday by the not-so-smart nurse while trying to pry open the door Mikie slammed close?
Not being able to bend over cause I shouldn’t with the ear, but not being able to bend at the knee either cause it hurts?
Boys who fight over EVERY single thing today?
Jack calling me an idiot and using other words he knows we don’t say just to tick me off?
A cotton ball fluffing out of my ear for another week?
Jack pounding on the front door with a stick thinking Mikie would know that means he wants him to come out and play?
Getting lied to about who threw their fruit snacks all over the floor in the family room cause he “didn’t like that kind”
Not being able to hear still outta one ear?
Molly not napping today?
My right foot feeling weird cause it’s swollen?
Mikie constantly trying to body slam Molly today?
Feeling like I weigh 300 lbs cause I haven’t been able to exercise at all in over a week?
Wishing to take a shower but knowing I can’t til tomorrow nite?
Limping around like some old woman?
Molly fussing all day cause of her teeth coming in?
Bean whining to come in from outside, and then standing at the door to go out?
Having my hubby forget to get me a Pepsi when it was my only request for him to pick up at the store?
…PMS (yep, it decided to rear it’s ugly head this afternoon). Just what I need right now...
The Difference a Day Can Make
hey there! i am typing one handed cause miss "into everything" is on my lap. all is well and i'm here to tell you what a difference a day can make! yesterday i was in a lot of pain. i had my right leg taken care of on wednesday at the vein clinic. they "deadened" one of the veins, starting just above the ankle, all the way up to the groin area. although that'll be a lot of bruising (i was told) that isn't where the pain lies... the pain is all along the inside of my right knee where they literally ripped out a ton of "surface varicose veins," leaving a bunch of incisions. right after erk and i got home from the appointment, i noticed it was bleeding thru the bandages they put on my leg (and lemme tell ya, it's freaking fort knox) so we called the doc office and the doc called me back himself! i was pretty impressed by that. anywho, he told us to put more gauze in there so erk did. ohh and i can't shower until tomorrow nite, so today, i'm pretty stinky! not really, just hard for me not to take a shower. i haven't washed my hair yet today though either and i sure hope no one stops by! i look like einstein. all of this to say, yesterday i could hardly walk when i got up in the morning, as the day progressed i was still walking with quite the limp, but today i am much improved. my spirits are back up now that i feel so good, so all together, worth it.
and my ear... i had my post-op yesterday and with as much as i hoped to hear once they pulled the packaging out, i still can't hear all that well. improved? yes, but not nearly where it will be. it sounds echo-y now, but the doc said that is normal. i had about the dumbest nurse in the world yesterday, i was thankful she didn't attempt to pull the packing out! yikes. but the doc suctioned it all out and at the end i heard a little break thru. he told me there is still quite a bit of fluid behind the eardrum, so it'll take some time. hey, i can wait. now that i walk better and am starting to be able to bend the knee - all is good :)
i'm so glad i postponed the garage sale until next weekend. makes for a nice relaxing day at home with the kids. i've been so blessed this week and last by all of the tremendous help, the meals, everything. thanks to all!! now i'm gonna try to wrangle the boys and this crazy lady and have us all take an afternoon nap. have a wonderful friday afternoon!
and my ear... i had my post-op yesterday and with as much as i hoped to hear once they pulled the packaging out, i still can't hear all that well. improved? yes, but not nearly where it will be. it sounds echo-y now, but the doc said that is normal. i had about the dumbest nurse in the world yesterday, i was thankful she didn't attempt to pull the packing out! yikes. but the doc suctioned it all out and at the end i heard a little break thru. he told me there is still quite a bit of fluid behind the eardrum, so it'll take some time. hey, i can wait. now that i walk better and am starting to be able to bend the knee - all is good :)
i'm so glad i postponed the garage sale until next weekend. makes for a nice relaxing day at home with the kids. i've been so blessed this week and last by all of the tremendous help, the meals, everything. thanks to all!! now i'm gonna try to wrangle the boys and this crazy lady and have us all take an afternoon nap. have a wonderful friday afternoon!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
7 Chins
Too bad I look like I have 7 chins! But Mol and Mikie were comforting me the other day on the couch, cute little farts!
A lil tackling goin on...
Molly wants in on the tackling these days!
The flowers Mom got for me the other day - Mikie took this picture and was so proud.
A lil tackling goin on...
Molly wants in on the tackling these days!
The flowers Mom got for me the other day - Mikie took this picture and was so proud.
In Public?
Another quiet evening at home – the kids are hanging with Granny and Grampa tonight and Erk is golfing. Shawna is going to come over later to talk about the “biz” since I had to cancel the other day. I’m feeling better, glad to report… Still not 100% with it, but some would say I never have been :)
It’s really crazy – today was my first time in public since the ear gig. Here at home I’ve noticed I’m quite sensitive to the kids talking loud, or all at once, or Molly whining, cause I only hear it in one ear. But today, in public? Bam, it hit me. How can deaf people or should I say partially deaf folks make out who is talking to them when? Gee whiz. I apologized to the receptionist at the elementary school who I first talked to when she asked me for the packet of info I was supposed to have filled out. HUH? I had COMPLETELY forgotten since last week when I went to Kindergarten Round-Up! My head is in la la land. She was fine with me dropping it off later this week. But when the D-K teacher came up and started talking to me and Jack, I had no idea with her soft voice WHO she was talking to. I just smiled and nodded my head. It’s so hard – wow does my heart go out to you seriously hearing impaired folks! Anywho, I watched as the D-K teacher talked to Jack and asked him if he was “ready.” He walked with her, hands in his pockets (I noticed one of the little girls holding on to a teacher’s hand) and down the long narrow hallway they went. Jack getting smaller the further he got, but feeling bigger to me in my heart. I’m so proud of that little dude :) He shyly turned around about ½ way down the hall and gave me a grin and wave, then back with the group he went. When they got to where they were going, he stayed standing in the doorway and I stood there glued to my spot in case he looked my way, but he didn’t. He probably just stopped there to check it out, waiting for the invite to go on in. And there he went.
As he was busy doing his D-K/Kindergarten “testing,” I sat there and flipped thru some paperwork waiting for my turn to talk with the principal. I tell ya what, I like this school. I like it a lot. I watched the awkward kids walking down the halls to their classrooms, some going to the bathroom for a minute, some walking as a class in line to the library. I remembered back to when I was that age. They looked at me as if I were old, and I felt I was! Probably the cotton hanging out of my ear with a Snoopy bandade keeping it in place didn’t help my age much :)
But there I sat, until at last I was called into the office to talk about Jack. It’s hard to put into words sometimes what your kids are like, ya know? And to fill out forms that give you ______ much space to tell what your child’s capable of? But to sit there and tell the principal what Jack is good at, what questions I had, etc, I surely felt proud. He is ready. Ready for school – ready for more than I can give him at home. He’s sucha big boy, as you can tell, our hearts are filled with pride over what he is and will become. We’re so proud of you little buddy, even when you call me names and fold your arms over cause you’re yanked you can’t get your way, but then you sit in a “time out” and seem to drop the attitude. See, how do you fit that on a line this long ___________ when asked “how does your child react when they don’t get their own way?” :)
It’s really crazy – today was my first time in public since the ear gig. Here at home I’ve noticed I’m quite sensitive to the kids talking loud, or all at once, or Molly whining, cause I only hear it in one ear. But today, in public? Bam, it hit me. How can deaf people or should I say partially deaf folks make out who is talking to them when? Gee whiz. I apologized to the receptionist at the elementary school who I first talked to when she asked me for the packet of info I was supposed to have filled out. HUH? I had COMPLETELY forgotten since last week when I went to Kindergarten Round-Up! My head is in la la land. She was fine with me dropping it off later this week. But when the D-K teacher came up and started talking to me and Jack, I had no idea with her soft voice WHO she was talking to. I just smiled and nodded my head. It’s so hard – wow does my heart go out to you seriously hearing impaired folks! Anywho, I watched as the D-K teacher talked to Jack and asked him if he was “ready.” He walked with her, hands in his pockets (I noticed one of the little girls holding on to a teacher’s hand) and down the long narrow hallway they went. Jack getting smaller the further he got, but feeling bigger to me in my heart. I’m so proud of that little dude :) He shyly turned around about ½ way down the hall and gave me a grin and wave, then back with the group he went. When they got to where they were going, he stayed standing in the doorway and I stood there glued to my spot in case he looked my way, but he didn’t. He probably just stopped there to check it out, waiting for the invite to go on in. And there he went.
As he was busy doing his D-K/Kindergarten “testing,” I sat there and flipped thru some paperwork waiting for my turn to talk with the principal. I tell ya what, I like this school. I like it a lot. I watched the awkward kids walking down the halls to their classrooms, some going to the bathroom for a minute, some walking as a class in line to the library. I remembered back to when I was that age. They looked at me as if I were old, and I felt I was! Probably the cotton hanging out of my ear with a Snoopy bandade keeping it in place didn’t help my age much :)
But there I sat, until at last I was called into the office to talk about Jack. It’s hard to put into words sometimes what your kids are like, ya know? And to fill out forms that give you ______ much space to tell what your child’s capable of? But to sit there and tell the principal what Jack is good at, what questions I had, etc, I surely felt proud. He is ready. Ready for school – ready for more than I can give him at home. He’s sucha big boy, as you can tell, our hearts are filled with pride over what he is and will become. We’re so proud of you little buddy, even when you call me names and fold your arms over cause you’re yanked you can’t get your way, but then you sit in a “time out” and seem to drop the attitude. See, how do you fit that on a line this long ___________ when asked “how does your child react when they don’t get their own way?” :)
Monday, April 21, 2008
Weight Lifting
There is cereal stuck to the dining room floor. The hair clippers still sitting on the chair in the kitchen with little boy hair clippings all over. Box of bandades dumped out in the bathroom. Towels from the boy’s shower still on the bathroom floor. Molly’s toys sitting here and there in the family room. A bib with a wash cloth set on top of it sitting on the table, table still needing to be wiped down. I’m still in my jammies with hair clippings stuck to my sweatshirt, sitting here thinking about a nap. And it’s only 9:30a!
A great big thanks to Mom and Dad and Shawna for their help out today. We were supposed to have M2 this morning, but I made the call yesterday that we wouldn’t make it. We are doing this new study and as much as I’d like to be a part, I just can’t hear and feel too out of it. I figured this morning we’d hang at home until just after 11am when Shawna was gonna come get the boys for a picnic and fun time at the park with her boys. But then talking to Dad this morning, bless his heart, he came in a swoop and picked up all the kids and took them back to their house. So now it’s silent here – the sound of my ear packed and ringing, an occasional distorted sound of a car passing by thru the open windows…
This whole process has really thrown me for a loop. The day after surgery was a cake walk, I felt great, wasn’t overly dizzy – things were looking up. Then as Saturday and Sunday came, I felt increasingly dizzy and out of it. Not so much the meds but probably the 10 feet of cotton crammed in my inner ear is throwing me off! But today I woke up feeling pretty good, not too dizzy, trying to bend at the knees instead of waist – only picking Molly up as I was getting up anyways so as to not make an extra effort to bend over. I sure am glad she’s under 20 lbs! That’s my weight lifting limit for 3 weeks.
Anywho, I think now I’ll slowly gather the hair clippings up, the dirty wet towels, maybe use them to wipe up the cereal on the floor. Then I’ll possibly shower in my “DJ” type fashion with a little cup over my right ear being held up by my right hand which also needs to keep out of the water. Then I’ll take a nap. Ahh a nap, sounds perfect… Have a wonderful Monday!
A great big thanks to Mom and Dad and Shawna for their help out today. We were supposed to have M2 this morning, but I made the call yesterday that we wouldn’t make it. We are doing this new study and as much as I’d like to be a part, I just can’t hear and feel too out of it. I figured this morning we’d hang at home until just after 11am when Shawna was gonna come get the boys for a picnic and fun time at the park with her boys. But then talking to Dad this morning, bless his heart, he came in a swoop and picked up all the kids and took them back to their house. So now it’s silent here – the sound of my ear packed and ringing, an occasional distorted sound of a car passing by thru the open windows…
This whole process has really thrown me for a loop. The day after surgery was a cake walk, I felt great, wasn’t overly dizzy – things were looking up. Then as Saturday and Sunday came, I felt increasingly dizzy and out of it. Not so much the meds but probably the 10 feet of cotton crammed in my inner ear is throwing me off! But today I woke up feeling pretty good, not too dizzy, trying to bend at the knees instead of waist – only picking Molly up as I was getting up anyways so as to not make an extra effort to bend over. I sure am glad she’s under 20 lbs! That’s my weight lifting limit for 3 weeks.
Anywho, I think now I’ll slowly gather the hair clippings up, the dirty wet towels, maybe use them to wipe up the cereal on the floor. Then I’ll possibly shower in my “DJ” type fashion with a little cup over my right ear being held up by my right hand which also needs to keep out of the water. Then I’ll take a nap. Ahh a nap, sounds perfect… Have a wonderful Monday!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
The Latest on Baby Bracey
"Dear Family and Friends,
We hope you are having a wonderful family filled weekend. We wanted to update you all on what has happened today.
Torrey was on an errand this morning and Ang was giving Bracey a bath. Shortly after the bath, Bracey began gasping for air and it was obvious that he was having difficulty breathing. He was showing the exact same signs as the other two times that he was about to pass out. Well, seconds later he completely stopped breathing. Ang first gave him a few breaths and then called 911. It wasn’t until after the 6th breath that Bracey made a little noise. Ang turned him to the side and started rubbing his back and still nothing. She gave him more compressions and a couple more breaths meanwhile she was still on the phone with 911. After 4 minutes of not breathing, the police showed up right as Bracey let out a cry. The paramedics were there within seconds later. They quickly took Ang and Bracey to the hospital room and put Bracey on oxygen. On the way to the hospital Ang asked them if they could suction him out because he sounded very congested. They gave Ang a sucker and she suctioned him out. He had a lot of flem build up. Quickly after he was suctioned out his oxygen level went up to 100. He was calming down and doing much better shortly after we got the hospital. Again the x-rays and blood work came back great. They sent us home with in two hours. Bracey has been doing great this afternoon. He has slept all day.
We were talking to a very good friend of ours this afternoon, and he reminded us that even though we are going through great trials right now, God is still in control and will be with us every step of the way. We always try to remember this but sometimes it is so hard to understand why. That huge question “WHY?” Why is God allowing this precious baby to go through so much? Why has he entrusted this precious boy to us? There are so many things that continue to go through our minds, and the one answer has to be because God wants us to have these trials. He wants us to depend more on Him and not on our own abilities. We know that God has given us Bracey for a reason and we know that He can take him home whenever He decides. It was just so good to be reminded of it. Right now as I am writing this letter the song, You Raise Me Up has just come on and what a beautiful song that is. God gives us the strength that we need to get through each and every day and trials that come our way.
Please continue to pray for us this week as we will probably be back in the hospital. We will speak with the surgeons and doctors on Monday. We are sure that they will want to go ahead and give Bracey a G tube. If this is best for him then we need to do it. We will keep you updated as best as possible. Please continue to pray for us as every day seems to be something new, but with God’s help we know we can get through it.
We love you all and could not get through this without your prayers and support.
In His Hands, Torrey & Angela"
We hope you are having a wonderful family filled weekend. We wanted to update you all on what has happened today.
Torrey was on an errand this morning and Ang was giving Bracey a bath. Shortly after the bath, Bracey began gasping for air and it was obvious that he was having difficulty breathing. He was showing the exact same signs as the other two times that he was about to pass out. Well, seconds later he completely stopped breathing. Ang first gave him a few breaths and then called 911. It wasn’t until after the 6th breath that Bracey made a little noise. Ang turned him to the side and started rubbing his back and still nothing. She gave him more compressions and a couple more breaths meanwhile she was still on the phone with 911. After 4 minutes of not breathing, the police showed up right as Bracey let out a cry. The paramedics were there within seconds later. They quickly took Ang and Bracey to the hospital room and put Bracey on oxygen. On the way to the hospital Ang asked them if they could suction him out because he sounded very congested. They gave Ang a sucker and she suctioned him out. He had a lot of flem build up. Quickly after he was suctioned out his oxygen level went up to 100. He was calming down and doing much better shortly after we got the hospital. Again the x-rays and blood work came back great. They sent us home with in two hours. Bracey has been doing great this afternoon. He has slept all day.
We were talking to a very good friend of ours this afternoon, and he reminded us that even though we are going through great trials right now, God is still in control and will be with us every step of the way. We always try to remember this but sometimes it is so hard to understand why. That huge question “WHY?” Why is God allowing this precious baby to go through so much? Why has he entrusted this precious boy to us? There are so many things that continue to go through our minds, and the one answer has to be because God wants us to have these trials. He wants us to depend more on Him and not on our own abilities. We know that God has given us Bracey for a reason and we know that He can take him home whenever He decides. It was just so good to be reminded of it. Right now as I am writing this letter the song, You Raise Me Up has just come on and what a beautiful song that is. God gives us the strength that we need to get through each and every day and trials that come our way.
Please continue to pray for us this week as we will probably be back in the hospital. We will speak with the surgeons and doctors on Monday. We are sure that they will want to go ahead and give Bracey a G tube. If this is best for him then we need to do it. We will keep you updated as best as possible. Please continue to pray for us as every day seems to be something new, but with God’s help we know we can get through it.
We love you all and could not get through this without your prayers and support.
In His Hands, Torrey & Angela"
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Foolishness
Call it foolish pride. Call it being plain stupid… I think I’d be guilty of both. I am sitting here now, thankfully, due to my mom’s late night phone call. Lemme rewind –
Erk sent me a text message a while ago saying his bag had been lost by the airline. Figures, doesn’t it? And it happened to be the one with his KEYS in it!? So even if he did take a cab to his workplace (as planned) he couldn’t get into his office to get his car keys. So I offered over text to come pick him up. I quickly (as quickly as I go these past few days) got Molly up and fed her a night time bottle and then talked to Erk on the phone, saying I would come pick him up. My gut feel? Not a good idea. But my pride? Sure I can do it. First of all, I’m dizzy. Have been all day – had to cancel meeting up with Shawna to talk “business” cause I laid down and took a 3 hour nap instead. Second of all, I’m on meds. Steroids and some other stuff. So why would I for a minute think to get in the truck and drive 45 minutes to pick up my husband, all while putting our pride and joy (3 kids) in the truck with me? I really can’t say. I thought I could do it…
All the way praying outloud, getting the boys outta their beds, loading the kids up in the dark garage to head for the airport. All the while praying, “Lord, please keep us safe.” As we pull out of our driveway I hear my phone ring but have no idea where it is. See, with my “new ear” – I can’t hear at all – so even worse than pre-surgery. But I hope very soon when this cotton is pulled out and the ear heals, I’ll be good as new. Anyway, I had to pull over to hunt for my phone that I thought was in the back seat. Umm, no, it was actually in my purse right next to me (shows how well I can hear, NOT). So I check my phone and see it was my mom. Strange she’d be calling so late? So I called her back as we got on the road. She wanted to tell me she had a lot of Molly’s spoons. HUH? Why are you calling at 9:40pm, I thought, to talk spoons? I tell ya why. God. He knew I shouldn’t be driving and He had her call me then! Truly… So I tell her we are on our way and she told me to go home, that her and Aunt Julie would go get Erk. Uncle Bob and Aunt Julie came down to visit with my folks today and to help put the dock in the lake. Turned into Dad and Uncle Bob who met me at the grocery store parking lot to get Erk’s car key to then take to the airport. So I sit here praising the Lord for intervening on my foolish pride thinking I could drive all that way with our precious cargo. Lesson learned, when your gut tells you it isn’t right, don’t DO IT. Good night…
Erk sent me a text message a while ago saying his bag had been lost by the airline. Figures, doesn’t it? And it happened to be the one with his KEYS in it!? So even if he did take a cab to his workplace (as planned) he couldn’t get into his office to get his car keys. So I offered over text to come pick him up. I quickly (as quickly as I go these past few days) got Molly up and fed her a night time bottle and then talked to Erk on the phone, saying I would come pick him up. My gut feel? Not a good idea. But my pride? Sure I can do it. First of all, I’m dizzy. Have been all day – had to cancel meeting up with Shawna to talk “business” cause I laid down and took a 3 hour nap instead. Second of all, I’m on meds. Steroids and some other stuff. So why would I for a minute think to get in the truck and drive 45 minutes to pick up my husband, all while putting our pride and joy (3 kids) in the truck with me? I really can’t say. I thought I could do it…
All the way praying outloud, getting the boys outta their beds, loading the kids up in the dark garage to head for the airport. All the while praying, “Lord, please keep us safe.” As we pull out of our driveway I hear my phone ring but have no idea where it is. See, with my “new ear” – I can’t hear at all – so even worse than pre-surgery. But I hope very soon when this cotton is pulled out and the ear heals, I’ll be good as new. Anyway, I had to pull over to hunt for my phone that I thought was in the back seat. Umm, no, it was actually in my purse right next to me (shows how well I can hear, NOT). So I check my phone and see it was my mom. Strange she’d be calling so late? So I called her back as we got on the road. She wanted to tell me she had a lot of Molly’s spoons. HUH? Why are you calling at 9:40pm, I thought, to talk spoons? I tell ya why. God. He knew I shouldn’t be driving and He had her call me then! Truly… So I tell her we are on our way and she told me to go home, that her and Aunt Julie would go get Erk. Uncle Bob and Aunt Julie came down to visit with my folks today and to help put the dock in the lake. Turned into Dad and Uncle Bob who met me at the grocery store parking lot to get Erk’s car key to then take to the airport. So I sit here praising the Lord for intervening on my foolish pride thinking I could drive all that way with our precious cargo. Lesson learned, when your gut tells you it isn’t right, don’t DO IT. Good night…
Friday, April 18, 2008
It's a Zero
Good morning! What a beautiful day it is out there. Here I sit with my feet reclined on mom's recliner, the windows are open and all I hear are the sounds of birds chirping and see the sunshine rays bouncing off the lake. The boys are at the park with Papa, Molly is taking a nice long morning nap and Mom is sitting here next to me dozing off.
I am so thankful to say I am doing GREAT! I woke up with a little blood on the pillowcase, but they said some bleeding is normal. The shower went well too - I was wondering how the beak to keep my wrist (stitches) and ear dry, but a little pink cup and some saran wrap is all ya need :) Ever seen that ad on tv where some dude is being pulled behind a semi in his "dream bathroom?" Well, I wish they could haul Mom and Dad's home to our house! NICE!
I just got a call from the hospital wondering how I'm doing. She asked me to rate my pain on a 1 to 10 scale and I'm happy to report it's a ZERO. Nice...
I wish I had some pics to share with ya, but since our camera is in California with Erk and Mom and Dad's has over 1300 saved on it and I don't feel like uploading them all, you'll have to wait to see a picture of my ear :) I hope you have a wonderful day - take care!
I am so thankful to say I am doing GREAT! I woke up with a little blood on the pillowcase, but they said some bleeding is normal. The shower went well too - I was wondering how the beak to keep my wrist (stitches) and ear dry, but a little pink cup and some saran wrap is all ya need :) Ever seen that ad on tv where some dude is being pulled behind a semi in his "dream bathroom?" Well, I wish they could haul Mom and Dad's home to our house! NICE!
I just got a call from the hospital wondering how I'm doing. She asked me to rate my pain on a 1 to 10 scale and I'm happy to report it's a ZERO. Nice...
I wish I had some pics to share with ya, but since our camera is in California with Erk and Mom and Dad's has over 1300 saved on it and I don't feel like uploading them all, you'll have to wait to see a picture of my ear :) I hope you have a wonderful day - take care!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
New Way to Unpack
Hey there! I am home a minute to let Bean dog out, then I'll head back to Mom and Dad's to spend the night. I wanted to let ya'll know that my surgery went great. Praise the Lord! Erk's mom was here at 5:40am or so and my dad was soon to follow. So the kids got to see Granny right when they got up and I had already said my goodbyes last night. Off Dad and I went to the hospital - all went smoothly and rather quickly... The nurses were all wonderful and my IV didn't even hurt going in (a big fear I have, I don't like those things). They pumped me up with some sedation so I was "out" when they did the vein graft from my right wrist, and I was coming "in and out" as they were drilling in the ear. But I didn't feel a thing - and I could hear! The doc whispered in my ear and asked me to repeat him. I could do it! WOW! But now the ear canal is so crammed with cotton and it's swollen in there so I can't hear at all. In a week when I get my stitches out, they'll unpack the ear and bam! So amazing, Praise God :)
Now I think I'll turn a light on for Bean so she isn't scared of the dark all night :) Granny and Grampa dropped the kids at my folks a while ago and they are ready for bed. Mom is feeding Molly as I type this and the boys will be soon to head to bed too. Good night all! Thank you so much for the prayers!
Now I think I'll turn a light on for Bean so she isn't scared of the dark all night :) Granny and Grampa dropped the kids at my folks a while ago and they are ready for bed. Mom is feeding Molly as I type this and the boys will be soon to head to bed too. Good night all! Thank you so much for the prayers!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Play it by EAR
Our new picnic table I got for $20!
I swear Bean looks like she's smiling in this picture...
Why good evening! Here I sit listening to the sound of the printer going off… I just put the boys to bed! I think this is the earliest I have ever done that?! They were both truly whipped and Jack was up at 5:11am and never went back to sleep this morning so you could just see his tired eyeballs hanging out. He woke up with a wet bed at that time so I had him climb in with me. He just dinked around and talked to himself until 7a when Molly started to fuss. Then Mikie came in soon after and we had a bed full.
I did odds and ends around home this morning, tried to get some wash done (the never ending task) and did “bills” so that’ll be one less thing to worry about. I decided to postpone my garage sale that was going to be a week and a half from now, figuring I’d just better give myself MORE time to chill after my procedures. So it’ll be the first weekend in May instead. That’ll give my leg some time to get back to normal.
After we had lunch (a picnic on the porch at our new picnic table), I came in and got ready for the funeral. I’m so glad I went, Matt’s mom sounded like an inspirational lady, one whom witnessed and loved so much. It was pretty awesome to see her 4 sons get up and talk about her/read scripture/sing.
Once I got home we hung around with Papa for a few minutes before he headed for home and then went to get a pizza. Mmm, it hit the spot! After supper the boys played outside for a bit and Molly was so tired she kept “letting me know” she was ready for a nap :) So she is down for a nap, the boys and I just went up and did our bedtime routine and now it’s still bright outside but I have a quiet house! It’s crazy!
I got the call from the hospital, my surgery will be in the 7:30a time slot, so we (Dad and I) have to be there no later than 6:30am. All this time I was thinking they had said 2 hours prior, I’m glad it’s just one! So we’ll leave about 5:45am to head that way. If you happen to be up that time of morning, could you please say a prayer? I’m trying not to let it make me nervous, I really don’t know what to expect!? So we’ll have to see – and PLAY IT BY EAR :) Good night all! This may just be my last night of being partially deaf?!
I swear Bean looks like she's smiling in this picture...
Why good evening! Here I sit listening to the sound of the printer going off… I just put the boys to bed! I think this is the earliest I have ever done that?! They were both truly whipped and Jack was up at 5:11am and never went back to sleep this morning so you could just see his tired eyeballs hanging out. He woke up with a wet bed at that time so I had him climb in with me. He just dinked around and talked to himself until 7a when Molly started to fuss. Then Mikie came in soon after and we had a bed full.
I did odds and ends around home this morning, tried to get some wash done (the never ending task) and did “bills” so that’ll be one less thing to worry about. I decided to postpone my garage sale that was going to be a week and a half from now, figuring I’d just better give myself MORE time to chill after my procedures. So it’ll be the first weekend in May instead. That’ll give my leg some time to get back to normal.
After we had lunch (a picnic on the porch at our new picnic table), I came in and got ready for the funeral. I’m so glad I went, Matt’s mom sounded like an inspirational lady, one whom witnessed and loved so much. It was pretty awesome to see her 4 sons get up and talk about her/read scripture/sing.
Once I got home we hung around with Papa for a few minutes before he headed for home and then went to get a pizza. Mmm, it hit the spot! After supper the boys played outside for a bit and Molly was so tired she kept “letting me know” she was ready for a nap :) So she is down for a nap, the boys and I just went up and did our bedtime routine and now it’s still bright outside but I have a quiet house! It’s crazy!
I got the call from the hospital, my surgery will be in the 7:30a time slot, so we (Dad and I) have to be there no later than 6:30am. All this time I was thinking they had said 2 hours prior, I’m glad it’s just one! So we’ll leave about 5:45am to head that way. If you happen to be up that time of morning, could you please say a prayer? I’m trying not to let it make me nervous, I really don’t know what to expect!? So we’ll have to see – and PLAY IT BY EAR :) Good night all! This may just be my last night of being partially deaf?!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
"Overinformationalized"
Good evening. I come to you feeling a tad overinformationalized (yes, I made up that word) and with a pounding headache that didn’t want to cut me slack today. I have American Idol on in the background and whoever is singing isn’t doing the greatest… Today was crazy – seems I fit a lot in this 14 ½ hours.
Jack had preschool this morning which he was glad to be back at after spring break, and I debated running to the store while he was at school to exchange some jeans I got this weekend. Well, since Molly was taking a wonderful nap and Mikie didn’t want to go, we stayed put. So once Jack was home, we headed out. Grabbed some lunch – stopped at the doctor’s office to pick up a recent immunization sheet for Jack’s preschool round-up – then ran to the store. Wouldn’t you know I couldn’t find the freaking jeans section I needed to? And with trying to steer the double stroller thru the tight aisles with a heavy boy in front and carrying Mol (she was having no part of the stroller ride today!) we were done. The boys didn’t quite understand why I couldn’t have them both in the stroller at once while holding Molly. There was no steering it if they were! So they took turns. Anywho, we headed home and I quickly changed clothes and put some makeup on, only to head out again. Ran the kids to Nanny and Papa’s and off I headed to pick up Shawna. We had a meeting with another web designer today and it was very interesting. A TON of information, and even though the end result is the same as the other dude we met with for web design, it isn’t a clear decision on what company to go with. We’ll have to do some pondering and looking at the numbers once we hear back. Whew, who woulda thought!?
From there I headed back to Mom and Dad’s and ate a quick bite (and I mean QUICK) and back out the door I went to Jack’s Kindergarten Round-up. Our little man… Kindergarten?! While we are still on the fence – do we do DK or Kindergarten, I sat there so excited for him. He is ready for school, ready for more than I can teach him, he’ll do so well. We are so proud of the little fart! From there I went back to Mom and Dad’s and got the kids, now we are home and they are all in bed, although Mol has one more feeding. Did I mention Erk is in California? Yep, work gig.
So with all of that today – mixed with attending a funeral tomorrow for some friends of ours, Matt’s mom passed away :(, and then my upcoming ear procedure on Thursday, I am feeling being pulled in all different directions emotionally and physically! WHEW! Deep breath :) Could you please pray for me?
I hope this finds you all well – I hope Erk has nice weather and learns a ton out there! Good night all!
Jack had preschool this morning which he was glad to be back at after spring break, and I debated running to the store while he was at school to exchange some jeans I got this weekend. Well, since Molly was taking a wonderful nap and Mikie didn’t want to go, we stayed put. So once Jack was home, we headed out. Grabbed some lunch – stopped at the doctor’s office to pick up a recent immunization sheet for Jack’s preschool round-up – then ran to the store. Wouldn’t you know I couldn’t find the freaking jeans section I needed to? And with trying to steer the double stroller thru the tight aisles with a heavy boy in front and carrying Mol (she was having no part of the stroller ride today!) we were done. The boys didn’t quite understand why I couldn’t have them both in the stroller at once while holding Molly. There was no steering it if they were! So they took turns. Anywho, we headed home and I quickly changed clothes and put some makeup on, only to head out again. Ran the kids to Nanny and Papa’s and off I headed to pick up Shawna. We had a meeting with another web designer today and it was very interesting. A TON of information, and even though the end result is the same as the other dude we met with for web design, it isn’t a clear decision on what company to go with. We’ll have to do some pondering and looking at the numbers once we hear back. Whew, who woulda thought!?
From there I headed back to Mom and Dad’s and ate a quick bite (and I mean QUICK) and back out the door I went to Jack’s Kindergarten Round-up. Our little man… Kindergarten?! While we are still on the fence – do we do DK or Kindergarten, I sat there so excited for him. He is ready for school, ready for more than I can teach him, he’ll do so well. We are so proud of the little fart! From there I went back to Mom and Dad’s and got the kids, now we are home and they are all in bed, although Mol has one more feeding. Did I mention Erk is in California? Yep, work gig.
So with all of that today – mixed with attending a funeral tomorrow for some friends of ours, Matt’s mom passed away :(, and then my upcoming ear procedure on Thursday, I am feeling being pulled in all different directions emotionally and physically! WHEW! Deep breath :) Could you please pray for me?
I hope this finds you all well – I hope Erk has nice weather and learns a ton out there! Good night all!
Molly Has A "B?"
I think it's happened... I think our youngest now has a "B" all her own. She loves this blanket, grabs it right away when she lays down in her crib and loves to put it in her mouth. Reminds me of your old "B" Kate! HA!
Monday, April 14, 2008
"You're Gonna Miss This"
Hey everyone! How we doing? I just got up from a short nap (it was wonderful) and Jack is in the other room watching some tv. Mol and Mikie are still sleeping. I was able to head out for a girlie weekend this weekend so that was fun! We had a riot as always, many laughs, lots of shopping and sleeping in. Gotta like that! We are so blessed to have each other as friends, this is our 6th or 7th trip like that so definitely something we all enjoy...
Now getting back into the routine of things, we had M2 this morning which started up a new Bible study called "Revealed." It was watching a video mixed with conversation and questions. I think as we meet more, we'll feel more open rather than just sitting around listening to the leader! There are some new women joining our group just to do the study, so it felt a little overwhelming to open up. Something that really touched us all though - you wanna see a group of 12 women all tear up at the same time (ok, not that hard, but...) - we did this morning. We have one member of our group, new for the study, and she is quite a bit older than the rest of us. So as we sat there and shared our stories of our busy lives and kids and all, she laughed and said her kids are our ages! We were asking her if she wishes she had balanced things "better" when her kids were small, what advice she could give. She told us this...
Her first child was a daughter who would constantly ask "can we go for a walk Mommy?" and she'd tell her, "I can't right now, I am cleaning (or busy, etc)." She said a few years later a son came and he'd ask to go to the park and bam, the 3 of them would go, no hesitation. She said it was like that from the moment he was born - it just felt like "ok, let's make some time to do these things." She said she was so thankful she did because she only got to have him for 3 1/2 years. While she didn't tell us what happened, it made all of us hit the brakes and think about our "busy lives" and our children and taking the time to DO things WITH them. Being there to watch them do things, not just always push it off or postpone it. WOW, what a lesson. Needless to say, we all feel blessed she is in our group - she's been here and done this and as the Trace Atkins song says, "You're Gonna Miss This." And I will...
All of this added to waking up today knowing it would have been Laura's birthday. Laura would have been what, 25 today?
Now getting back into the routine of things, we had M2 this morning which started up a new Bible study called "Revealed." It was watching a video mixed with conversation and questions. I think as we meet more, we'll feel more open rather than just sitting around listening to the leader! There are some new women joining our group just to do the study, so it felt a little overwhelming to open up. Something that really touched us all though - you wanna see a group of 12 women all tear up at the same time (ok, not that hard, but...) - we did this morning. We have one member of our group, new for the study, and she is quite a bit older than the rest of us. So as we sat there and shared our stories of our busy lives and kids and all, she laughed and said her kids are our ages! We were asking her if she wishes she had balanced things "better" when her kids were small, what advice she could give. She told us this...
Her first child was a daughter who would constantly ask "can we go for a walk Mommy?" and she'd tell her, "I can't right now, I am cleaning (or busy, etc)." She said a few years later a son came and he'd ask to go to the park and bam, the 3 of them would go, no hesitation. She said it was like that from the moment he was born - it just felt like "ok, let's make some time to do these things." She said she was so thankful she did because she only got to have him for 3 1/2 years. While she didn't tell us what happened, it made all of us hit the brakes and think about our "busy lives" and our children and taking the time to DO things WITH them. Being there to watch them do things, not just always push it off or postpone it. WOW, what a lesson. Needless to say, we all feel blessed she is in our group - she's been here and done this and as the Trace Atkins song says, "You're Gonna Miss This." And I will...
All of this added to waking up today knowing it would have been Laura's birthday. Laura would have been what, 25 today?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Some More Life Questions I Have...
Why do we get hiccups so many times in one day then not again for weeks?
Am I the only one who can’t understand the Edmund Fitzgerald song??
Why is it a faux pass to bring a dessert to a gathering that has already been eaten out of? What a waste to throw it away and make a whole new one, know what I mean?
Why do people feel the need to swing their vehicles way out to the opposite direction of where they are turning?
Why do my kids have PMS the same week I do?
And a few bonuses – questions the boys have recently asked:
How do penguins sneeze? (Mikie)
Are there beds in heaven? (Jack)
Am I the only one who can’t understand the Edmund Fitzgerald song??
Why is it a faux pass to bring a dessert to a gathering that has already been eaten out of? What a waste to throw it away and make a whole new one, know what I mean?
Why do people feel the need to swing their vehicles way out to the opposite direction of where they are turning?
Why do my kids have PMS the same week I do?
And a few bonuses – questions the boys have recently asked:
How do penguins sneeze? (Mikie)
Are there beds in heaven? (Jack)
The Great Outdoors
Here we are at the trail the other day. I thought it would be fun to take Bean dog along with the boys and I for a walk/run. Well, let's just say it WAS NOT fun. She was a complete spaz for 3/4 of the walk and I couldn't run with her cause she was so nuts. The boys got tired quickly and wanted me to push their bikes. Needless to say, it didn't go as well as it had the day before! And Bean dog won't be coming along with us any time soon :) I got to a point where we'd pass people walking and I'd ask them if they wanted my "crazy dog?"
Here are a few from the park the other day - we had fun despite the cool temps...
Here are a few from the park the other day - we had fun despite the cool temps...
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Real Quick
Why hello there! It's been a crazy day again today - busy and yet fun most of the time :) Jack needed a nap but didn't want to take one (repeat of yesterday) so on our way home from picking up Erk from work (our car is in the shop AGAIN), Jack conked. I knew he was tired! Anywho, I'm watching some American Idol, messing around in the digital scrapbooking software making invitations and about to head up to feed Miss Molly her last "ba ba" of the day. I hope you had a good one! I hope to post some pictures tomorrow - we went to the park a few days ago and I got some cute ones... Night all!
Monday, April 7, 2008
I Have a Demanding Job
I have a demanding job…
Not exactly, but kinda like the mob.
No time to “get ready” before work,
Even if woken up too early, I can’t be a jerk.
A dog who whines and stares for a bone,
Kids wanting tv, juice, food, all now with a ringing phone.
Not knowing, do I do this or that first?
Multi-tasking at times is a curse.
Getting poopy pants cleaned up before I’m even awake,
Needing bottles washed and ready, do you know how long that takes?
Always needing to have Kleenex on hand,
Sneezing, “cover your mouth!” wiping noses on demand.
I step into the bathroom for a quick sec,
The toilet isn’t flushed, my hair is unkept.
But taking a shower while Mol is awake?
No way, she’s on the move, that’d be a mistake.
It’s time for breakfast and fights are a brewin’,
“Is that the only cereal we have?” while getting the whole crew in.
I hop up to get some juice while my feet stick to the floor.
What the beak is that I’m sticking to, as I step on it once more.
Tripping over shoes, coats and toys left here and there,
Mommy just broke her ankle, does anyone seem to care?
Not even a thank you for staying up later than everyone else,
Last night Jack’s blanket was in the dryer, the bags under my eyes do tell.
Drool, puke, and pulling at my jammies shirt to show cleavage,
Answering all the “but why?” questions, feeling I wanna leave-age.
“I don’t wanna get dressed!” then coming down with shorts,
Wishing it was summer (aren’t we all), but we can’t wear those, dork!
Can I even have a meal to eat it while it’s hot?
Or even with all my prep, wishing for non-soggy cereal is for not.
Fixing little John Deere Gators that back hatches are broke off,
I forgot to give you your medication, I think as I hear Mike cough.
Cheerios stuck to Mol’s face and somehow to my butt,
“Ohh, I need a bandade,” Jack cries, I don’t even see a cut!
Is this today? Is there anyway I can win?
Holy cow, look at the time, all of this by 8:10.
Not exactly, but kinda like the mob.
No time to “get ready” before work,
Even if woken up too early, I can’t be a jerk.
A dog who whines and stares for a bone,
Kids wanting tv, juice, food, all now with a ringing phone.
Not knowing, do I do this or that first?
Multi-tasking at times is a curse.
Getting poopy pants cleaned up before I’m even awake,
Needing bottles washed and ready, do you know how long that takes?
Always needing to have Kleenex on hand,
Sneezing, “cover your mouth!” wiping noses on demand.
I step into the bathroom for a quick sec,
The toilet isn’t flushed, my hair is unkept.
But taking a shower while Mol is awake?
No way, she’s on the move, that’d be a mistake.
It’s time for breakfast and fights are a brewin’,
“Is that the only cereal we have?” while getting the whole crew in.
I hop up to get some juice while my feet stick to the floor.
What the beak is that I’m sticking to, as I step on it once more.
Tripping over shoes, coats and toys left here and there,
Mommy just broke her ankle, does anyone seem to care?
Not even a thank you for staying up later than everyone else,
Last night Jack’s blanket was in the dryer, the bags under my eyes do tell.
Drool, puke, and pulling at my jammies shirt to show cleavage,
Answering all the “but why?” questions, feeling I wanna leave-age.
“I don’t wanna get dressed!” then coming down with shorts,
Wishing it was summer (aren’t we all), but we can’t wear those, dork!
Can I even have a meal to eat it while it’s hot?
Or even with all my prep, wishing for non-soggy cereal is for not.
Fixing little John Deere Gators that back hatches are broke off,
I forgot to give you your medication, I think as I hear Mike cough.
Cheerios stuck to Mol’s face and somehow to my butt,
“Ohh, I need a bandade,” Jack cries, I don’t even see a cut!
Is this today? Is there anyway I can win?
Holy cow, look at the time, all of this by 8:10.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
I Have My Hands Full
I just fed Molly her last bottle of the day and she's back in bed - the house is quiet except for the dishwasher running. Erk is at a buddy's house watching basketball and Jack and Mikie have been in bed for a long time now. Mikie fell asleep in the leather chair at 5:15pm never to wake up again! I tried to wake him up to tell him dinner was ready, but he was zonked. So I carried him up and put him to bed in his BVD's and shirt he wore today. Jack was in bed around 7:15p, and like I said, all is quiet now.
I thought I'd share a funny story from a few days back. I had my pre-op appointment for my ear surgery this last week and thought I may as well take the kids with me. Figuring they'd tell me what to expect and I'd be on my way, what harm could these 3 little turds do? So we get to the ENT office and I sign in, then the boys find a playroom, great. I had to pee and realizing that now that Molly doesn't sit in her infant seat anymore, I figured I'd better just hold her while I go to the bathroom. So I tell the boys I'm heading into the "head" and in we go. Molly on my lap, I happen to look over and see "I never locked the door, oops..." just as my thoughts faded, the door comes wide open. I yell "excuse me!" and am thankful it's the boys, yet telling them quite rudely and hurried to SHUT THE DOOR. They did and I finished up my business (know how hard it is to buckle a belt holding a baby in a slippery spring coat when your coat is slippery too)? All while this is going on, I hear the nurse come out and call my name. Wouldn't you know! So do I yell from the bathroom, "I'm in here!" or just not respond? Well, I didn't respond, figured they'd get the clue. So back into the lobby I go holding Molly, now I'm warm. So I look for the coat rack - it's in the entrance, which is of course thru a closed door. Do I dare step out? Will they call me again when I'm not here? So I wait... no one comes for me so I ask the boys for their coats and proceed out. I start by hanging up Mikie's coat on a hanger and Mol is slipping down hers and my coats - so I thought FORGET it and toss the other coats up on top of the rack in a pile. Back into the waiting room I go. Waiting... waiting... Mikie comes up to me, "I have to go POOP mom!" So in the bathroom he goes, Jack insisting he'd tag along in case Mikie needed a hand. I try to shut the door as far as I can without scaring Mikie into thinking I had left (he freaks with that thought). So I'm standing there, doopy do... I peek in the bathroom to find Mikie was basically stripped nude to poop. They call my name... I turn to the nurse and tell her I'll be a minute, my son is going potty. So after helping Mikie get dressed again for the day, we wash hands and wait to have my name called again. Finally they call me and we sit in the room waiting for the nurse. She proceeds to fill me in on what to expect - things I had no idea about - like that they will be stripping a vein from my right arm for the ear surgery so to be prepared for that. The IV must go in my left arm due to the vein stripping. Blah blah blah. Sheesh! Now I'll have stitches in my wrist and my ear will be all bandaged up - only 6 days later I'm having my veins in my right leg taken care of, what is my body going to use to pump blood after that week?? :)
So after all of that info overload, the nurse tells me I need a hearing test. Umm... I look at my kids. "What do I do with them?" I ask. If you've ever had your hearing tested, you know why I asked that! The carpeted booth isn't big at all and there are lots of cords and equipment. So she goes to ask the woman doing the testing if the kids can "come back." She says it's fine and I realized I remember this woman, she is the one who conducted my testing last time - she has 2 boys and a girl about the same ages as mine. Good. Well so I thought. She gets the boys Connect Four to play and they were good as gold. I look at her while holding Molly and ask "what do I do with her?" She tells me I have 2 options, she'll hold her or I will. I instinctively hand Molly off. I'm figuring I want to give this test all that I've got and Molly would be a huge distraction for me. Wouldn't you know she was anyways? The woman gets all situated on the other side of the window outside of the booth with Molly on her lap. Mol proceeds to try to unplug everything she can get her little fingers on, she's got a concentrating look on her face as she's trying to push buttons and touch EVERYTHING. There I sit seeing it all, mortified! The woman could not have been better about it and thought Molly was funny. She comes thru my headset and says amongst the testing "you have your hands FULL." HA! I sure do! Anyways, we finish up and wouldn't you know my hearing is the same as it was, the surgery is still necessary ;) So that'll be April 17 and can you please pray for me? I'm a little nervous, I mean, it is my hearing we're talking about! :)
I thought I'd share a funny story from a few days back. I had my pre-op appointment for my ear surgery this last week and thought I may as well take the kids with me. Figuring they'd tell me what to expect and I'd be on my way, what harm could these 3 little turds do? So we get to the ENT office and I sign in, then the boys find a playroom, great. I had to pee and realizing that now that Molly doesn't sit in her infant seat anymore, I figured I'd better just hold her while I go to the bathroom. So I tell the boys I'm heading into the "head" and in we go. Molly on my lap, I happen to look over and see "I never locked the door, oops..." just as my thoughts faded, the door comes wide open. I yell "excuse me!" and am thankful it's the boys, yet telling them quite rudely and hurried to SHUT THE DOOR. They did and I finished up my business (know how hard it is to buckle a belt holding a baby in a slippery spring coat when your coat is slippery too)? All while this is going on, I hear the nurse come out and call my name. Wouldn't you know! So do I yell from the bathroom, "I'm in here!" or just not respond? Well, I didn't respond, figured they'd get the clue. So back into the lobby I go holding Molly, now I'm warm. So I look for the coat rack - it's in the entrance, which is of course thru a closed door. Do I dare step out? Will they call me again when I'm not here? So I wait... no one comes for me so I ask the boys for their coats and proceed out. I start by hanging up Mikie's coat on a hanger and Mol is slipping down hers and my coats - so I thought FORGET it and toss the other coats up on top of the rack in a pile. Back into the waiting room I go. Waiting... waiting... Mikie comes up to me, "I have to go POOP mom!" So in the bathroom he goes, Jack insisting he'd tag along in case Mikie needed a hand. I try to shut the door as far as I can without scaring Mikie into thinking I had left (he freaks with that thought). So I'm standing there, doopy do... I peek in the bathroom to find Mikie was basically stripped nude to poop. They call my name... I turn to the nurse and tell her I'll be a minute, my son is going potty. So after helping Mikie get dressed again for the day, we wash hands and wait to have my name called again. Finally they call me and we sit in the room waiting for the nurse. She proceeds to fill me in on what to expect - things I had no idea about - like that they will be stripping a vein from my right arm for the ear surgery so to be prepared for that. The IV must go in my left arm due to the vein stripping. Blah blah blah. Sheesh! Now I'll have stitches in my wrist and my ear will be all bandaged up - only 6 days later I'm having my veins in my right leg taken care of, what is my body going to use to pump blood after that week?? :)
So after all of that info overload, the nurse tells me I need a hearing test. Umm... I look at my kids. "What do I do with them?" I ask. If you've ever had your hearing tested, you know why I asked that! The carpeted booth isn't big at all and there are lots of cords and equipment. So she goes to ask the woman doing the testing if the kids can "come back." She says it's fine and I realized I remember this woman, she is the one who conducted my testing last time - she has 2 boys and a girl about the same ages as mine. Good. Well so I thought. She gets the boys Connect Four to play and they were good as gold. I look at her while holding Molly and ask "what do I do with her?" She tells me I have 2 options, she'll hold her or I will. I instinctively hand Molly off. I'm figuring I want to give this test all that I've got and Molly would be a huge distraction for me. Wouldn't you know she was anyways? The woman gets all situated on the other side of the window outside of the booth with Molly on her lap. Mol proceeds to try to unplug everything she can get her little fingers on, she's got a concentrating look on her face as she's trying to push buttons and touch EVERYTHING. There I sit seeing it all, mortified! The woman could not have been better about it and thought Molly was funny. She comes thru my headset and says amongst the testing "you have your hands FULL." HA! I sure do! Anyways, we finish up and wouldn't you know my hearing is the same as it was, the surgery is still necessary ;) So that'll be April 17 and can you please pray for me? I'm a little nervous, I mean, it is my hearing we're talking about! :)
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