I didn’t think it would happen this quickly or quietly. But so far all I hear is the washing machine churning, and nothing from upstairs.
Been a bit of an on again off again war of my “tude” these past few days. But I know I’m not alone in lacking patience, especially when your kids do things like drop their chocolate milk right when you hand it to them and then don’t care as you wipe it up, but wanna tell you a story.
Or when Jack yells to me yesterday at nap time that he “kinda needs some help” in the bathroom. Umm, he peed all over the floor cause “he had to go so bad and couldn’t get it in the toilet.” Then he wouldn’t take a nap like I told him he needed to.
Or when Molly wouldn’t nap yesterday so I let her fuss it out for 45 minutes cause I didn’t want to deal with it (and KNEW she needed sleep). Granted, me slamming the toilet seat down hard cause I had piss to clean up didn’t help her fall asleep.
Or when Jack hit Bean in the head with a metal baseball bat yesterday cause he wasn’t paying attention.
Or when we head to get the boys some school shoes and Molly takes a dump right before we head into the store without me knowing. We get inside and it’s awful smelling – mix in that she will NOT let me hold her anymore ANYWHERE but has to be let down. I try so hard to hold on, but when I’m showing butt crack with my pants in the back cause I’m trying to juggle a moving baby along with trying shoes on the boys… it’s tough. So then Mol is emptying all the boxes of shoes on the bottom row and trying to eat the ballet slippers and tap shoes. Then they don’t have the shoes I like for Jack (he liked them too) so we go to another Payless to get them. But before leaving the parking lot, I change Mol’s diaper in my only option for a spot, the drivers seat of the truck, and she is squirming so bad I spanked her to stay still. She then KICKS the poopy diaper all exposed onto the running board and pavement below, which I have to ignore while taking care of the major issue at hand, the POOP that’s about to be all over MY seat. Get her cleaned up, pick up the mess below and head to find a trash can all the way Mikie is trying to tell me how “if… if… if I ate umm, like a tire, I’d probably throw up!”
Ya feeling my impatience? Am I outta control?!?! Whew! We then stopped by to see how Nanny was feeling 2 days out from surgery and the boys were WILD maniacs and Molly was into about every cupboard, climbing on furniture that’s too big for her and Chloe peed just cause. Again I say it… WHEW!
So that’s me right now. So you can see, I will TRULY enjoy some quiet here, I surely hope it continues (for like 3 days??) :)
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Long Overdue Bracey Update
This was so precious, I just had to share it with ya...
Good afternoon,
I hope all of your weeks are going well. I have such amazing news and I wanted to share it with you all because I know that you all have been praying specifically for this and would love to hear about it.
On this past Monday, Bracey saw his speech therapist. She helps with swallowing issues. She gave me lots of ideas of how to get Bracey to try to drink from a bottle. While we were there, he ate from a spoon with out any difficulty. He is a pro at eating off the spoon. After a couple of days of trying different types of bottles, thickness of formula, temperature of formula, etc., I finally found what Bracey likes. It was so amazing! The first try, he drank 3 ounces of formula, and I only had to hook him up to the pump for the last 1 ½ ounces. This was yesterday afternoon. Then for dinner, he took his entire 4 ½ ounces by bottle, and right before bed he fell asleep eating about 3 ounces by bottle. This was all just yesterday. Torrey and I were so amazed at what our little guy did. He didn’t show any signs of distress at all. Today he has also taken every feed by bottle! The speech therapist can not believe this! She says this hardly ever happens. Bracey has not had a bottle in over 5 months. He should not have taken it so easily. I was very emotional the first couple of times of feeding him. I had forgotten what a tremendous feeling it was to actually get to feed my baby. To have him looking up at you and feeling that connection to you is the best feeling ever. I know that this is all God’s doing. This baby should not remember how to bottle feed after months of not experiencing it. God allowed Bracey to take a bottle like he has always had one. He is allowing Torrey and me to experience a different kind of bond with him, one that I had longed for.
I thank you so much for praying for this specific need which has surely been answered. I know that Bracey can always have set backs as he has in the past, but with your constant prayers I know that Bracey can continue to grow and bottle feed. He is an amazing little boy which I thank God everyday He lets me have him.
In His Hands,
Torrey, Angela, and Bracey
Good afternoon,
I hope all of your weeks are going well. I have such amazing news and I wanted to share it with you all because I know that you all have been praying specifically for this and would love to hear about it.
On this past Monday, Bracey saw his speech therapist. She helps with swallowing issues. She gave me lots of ideas of how to get Bracey to try to drink from a bottle. While we were there, he ate from a spoon with out any difficulty. He is a pro at eating off the spoon. After a couple of days of trying different types of bottles, thickness of formula, temperature of formula, etc., I finally found what Bracey likes. It was so amazing! The first try, he drank 3 ounces of formula, and I only had to hook him up to the pump for the last 1 ½ ounces. This was yesterday afternoon. Then for dinner, he took his entire 4 ½ ounces by bottle, and right before bed he fell asleep eating about 3 ounces by bottle. This was all just yesterday. Torrey and I were so amazed at what our little guy did. He didn’t show any signs of distress at all. Today he has also taken every feed by bottle! The speech therapist can not believe this! She says this hardly ever happens. Bracey has not had a bottle in over 5 months. He should not have taken it so easily. I was very emotional the first couple of times of feeding him. I had forgotten what a tremendous feeling it was to actually get to feed my baby. To have him looking up at you and feeling that connection to you is the best feeling ever. I know that this is all God’s doing. This baby should not remember how to bottle feed after months of not experiencing it. God allowed Bracey to take a bottle like he has always had one. He is allowing Torrey and me to experience a different kind of bond with him, one that I had longed for.
I thank you so much for praying for this specific need which has surely been answered. I know that Bracey can always have set backs as he has in the past, but with your constant prayers I know that Bracey can continue to grow and bottle feed. He is an amazing little boy which I thank God everyday He lets me have him.
In His Hands,
Torrey, Angela, and Bracey
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Behind the Scenes - Molly's Day
I never did share with you what this ONE year old did on her first birthday, the actual day... Here is a glimpse into what goes on behind the scenes...
We will begin with the night before her birthday, when Molly had her last ever bottle
Once morning came upon us, we were greeted with the cutest of morning-eyeballed-baby girl-smiles
With breakfast, we were treated to banana cream oatmeal (and ate the entire bowl full)
Quickly followed up with some quality Mikie and me time...
We will begin with the night before her birthday, when Molly had her last ever bottle
Once morning came upon us, we were greeted with the cutest of morning-eyeballed-baby girl-smiles
With breakfast, we were treated to banana cream oatmeal (and ate the entire bowl full)
Quickly followed up with some quality Mikie and me time...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
I’m not sure what to think right now. Besides that it’s been a weird day. Filled with lots of fun and yet emotional things.
Right before heading out for our busy day, I got a call from Shawna with the good news, our website is finally up and running, it’s “live!” I could hardly believe hearing those words this morning, but soon after that we had to take off, so I had on and off today to really let it sink in...
We went this morning and met Mikie’s preschool teacher and saw his classroom. To stand there and watch my little dude be all shy, watch him respond to her and see what he said and did. It was like I was totally on the outside looking in a window (even though I was standing right there making sure Molly didn’t climb up the toy kitchen). Mikie… he’s gonna be in preschool? He’s so cute…
From there we headed to Molly’s one year well child check. She was all smiles with the doc and at times you could almost hear her brain ticking as she was taking it all in. She’s sucha little peanut, average height but in the 25% for her weight. I said “she’s still skinny, eh?” and the doc said “nahh, she’s just not as heavy as she is tall.” Her head is big though, as all our kids have had :) Right before leaving there she got the infamous shots in her chubby little legs, poor baby…
From there we stopped for a quick bite thru the drivethru at Taco Bell. No drinks cause I figured we’d go home and eat it. Well, with some freaking construction we hit on the way, I opted to swing thru McD’s for some drinks and there we sat in the parking lot eating and drinking from 2 different places. Mikie says to me, “you know, these chili cheese burritos are really great Mom.” Jack immediately follows up, “I think you are really great Mom.” Awww… corny? Not from that kid, he only tells ya things when he means to or wants to, that really meant a lot to me.
We then meandered down a different way home (to avoid the massive traffic backup) and got home just in time for Mol to take a nap. She was pretty pooped out after her shots. The boys played outside for a bit while I caught up online and made some calls, then in they came for quiet time.
Right before heading out for our busy day, I got a call from Shawna with the good news, our website is finally up and running, it’s “live!” I could hardly believe hearing those words this morning, but soon after that we had to take off, so I had on and off today to really let it sink in...
We went this morning and met Mikie’s preschool teacher and saw his classroom. To stand there and watch my little dude be all shy, watch him respond to her and see what he said and did. It was like I was totally on the outside looking in a window (even though I was standing right there making sure Molly didn’t climb up the toy kitchen). Mikie… he’s gonna be in preschool? He’s so cute…
From there we headed to Molly’s one year well child check. She was all smiles with the doc and at times you could almost hear her brain ticking as she was taking it all in. She’s sucha little peanut, average height but in the 25% for her weight. I said “she’s still skinny, eh?” and the doc said “nahh, she’s just not as heavy as she is tall.” Her head is big though, as all our kids have had :) Right before leaving there she got the infamous shots in her chubby little legs, poor baby…
From there we stopped for a quick bite thru the drivethru at Taco Bell. No drinks cause I figured we’d go home and eat it. Well, with some freaking construction we hit on the way, I opted to swing thru McD’s for some drinks and there we sat in the parking lot eating and drinking from 2 different places. Mikie says to me, “you know, these chili cheese burritos are really great Mom.” Jack immediately follows up, “I think you are really great Mom.” Awww… corny? Not from that kid, he only tells ya things when he means to or wants to, that really meant a lot to me.
We then meandered down a different way home (to avoid the massive traffic backup) and got home just in time for Mol to take a nap. She was pretty pooped out after her shots. The boys played outside for a bit while I caught up online and made some calls, then in they came for quiet time.
Before we knew it, it was time to head for Granny and Grampa’s house for the evening. Jack wasn’t going though, not at first, cause he was coming along with Erk and me to his DK open house at school. I had told Jack that it would be our “secret” to keep that we were gonna stop by a park after we dropped Mikie and Molly off. I packed us a picnic and Daddy would meet us. Jack kept tight lipped about it (mainly cause I didn’t want Mikie’s feelings hurt) and when I brought it up at Granny’s, he played dumb on it. My man :) So we headed to a nearby park and he and I talked and swung until Erk got there. Spending some time with just the ‘little but all of a sudden big, serious, not overly talkative dude’ was priceless. Erk got there and we ate pb&j and chips, and headed for Jack’s school.
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