Friday, September 16, 2011
Whaaaaat a week!
What a week this has been. Of course everyone started off dog tired on Monday, just because it was Monday I suppose. Tuesday we had Michael's follow up appointment at Texas Scottish Rite Hospital. It was a good appointment. He wasn't much, well any, better on Tuesday then he was when they saw him four months ago. They decided to increase the dosage of his injection. We will return in two months to see how the increase has worked, and if it is good, then great. If he has not improved they will add a medication. In the mean time, they want us to get an MRI done on his right foot, which is giving him a lot of trouble. As a matter of fact, his range of motion had decreased in that foot from our last TSRH visit.
Michael and I had other Dr. appointments this week, so there was a lot of running around for us. Major has started "school" on Tuesday and Thursday, so I try to schedule as much as possible for when he is in school. When I am not able to make appointments on T/Th, mom comes over and stays with Major. We are so fortunate and blessed to have her so available to us! I don't know how we would make it without her!
I went to my Dr this morning, and she and I are finding it medically necessary for me to have a hysterectomy. I think that all the problems I had after delivering Major blew holes in my uterus, and it has been a piece of junk since then. Anyway, it looks like that will happen in November, prior to Thanksgiving. Obviously, I am very nervous about the surgery aspect of it, but I am very much looking forward to all the other stuff!
This afternoon is the "Howdy Dance" at Michael's school. He was very excited about this. I could tell that he was in pain this morning, but he didn't want to take crutches or his chair. He wanted to be able to walk into his first school dance. He is just an amazing little guy. He doesn't let it get him down most of the time, and whatever the situation is that day, he just deals with it. Only once or twice has he asked "why did this have to happen to me?" He is a blessing and an inspiration.
Last weekend, I took the boys over to Mom's for some dirt bike riding. Michael has a pretty big Kawasaki dirt bike. Literally, it is big. Anyway, he has decided that he is not going to ride it. He doesn't feel good about it or secure, at all, so this afternoon, while Michael is at the dance, Mavrick, Major and I are going to look at a 4-wheeler for him. I think that it should be perfect. Michael does want to ride, but is scared of hurting himself. Hopefully he will feel more secure on 4 wheels! It also has an automatic start, where the dirt bikes have a kick start, and this will make it easier for him to be self sufficient on his own bike.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Crazy Crappy Day
Today was the last day at the beach and in South Padre. I really enjoyed our trip down to south Texas. We had so much fun. The strange thing was, Mom and I seemed kind of rushed the whole trip.
We had arranged for a late check out of the hotel, so the day was supposed to have us going to the beach, swim a little, clean up pack and out of the hotel by 1:00, lunch in Brownsville then travel to San Antonio and arrive by 8:00. Sounds like a good plan, right?
We woke up, and the hotel we were at last night had a "breakfast." It was probably the crappiest breakfast I have ever seen. Of course, MOM of the YEAR told the kids they could eat the leftover pizza for breakfast. Major happened to be in the worst mood and didn't want to go to the beach. So after a brief "discussion" of who would take the older boys to the beach left me putting on my swim suit and Major finally agreeing to go.
Our hotel was only a block to the beach, but Major cried the entire time. We got to the beach and got all our stuff set up and Michael and Mavrick wanted me to walk out to a sandbar with them. I didn't want to. You see, I was a bit frightened. I don't like to go out into water that I can't see my feet. I will walk out that far, but when it gets to where I can't see my toenail polish I have gone far enough. So, with Major still crying and sitting on my hip, I started walking with all the boys and then I couldn't go anymore. Mavrick's face was burning. Major was crying. I was scared. So the three of us headed back to the hotel. Before we could get back to the car, Michael flagged us down and said it was too rough and that he and mom were going to go too. The whole trip to the beach was a bummer today.
We went to the pool and the boys swam while I washed the sand off of our stuff and mom went and vacuumed out the car. We got cleaned up and packed and loaded the car all by 1:00. Then we headed to Brownsville. It was a good opportunity for the boys to see a boarder town and experience a different culture. We had a not so good lunch that was made at a local restaurant. Then we walked around down town. So, Michael was scared. He kept saying it was a bad place and he didn't want to stay. The entire time he was freaked out. The whole trip to Brownsville was not a cool experience for Michael.
We got on the road headed north by 4:00. I started trying to get us a hotel in San Antonio about 5:00. Every time I would think I had a reservation made, we would lose service. I worked on this crap till I had a headache. Once I finally got a room reserved - like 2 hours later, mom says "we are almost out of gas, the light is on and it is 56 miles to the next gas station. I said a little prayer. I know mom was praying too. And out of no where, BEFORE we ran out of gas, there was a station that was not on the GPS. Yeah God! We were so thankful to have made it!
As we pulled up, mom jumped out to run to the restroom. As she got out, she took the keys out of the ignition and laid them on the console. However, I didn't know that, and when I got out I looked for the keys in the ignition and since they were not there, I locked the doors and went inside with the rest of the boys. Everyone had a potty break and we went back out to the car to find it locked. Ugggghhhh! Mom went in to try to make some phone calls. I started looking for someone who looked like they might know how to break into a car. It didn't take long till I had asked a guy who had a friend who knew a guy ... it wasn't very long until we had four men working on getting the car unlocked. And it wasn't long after that that they had the car door open. Thank you God!
We finally ended up in San Antonio about 9:00, so glad that the day is over because we are DONE!
We had arranged for a late check out of the hotel, so the day was supposed to have us going to the beach, swim a little, clean up pack and out of the hotel by 1:00, lunch in Brownsville then travel to San Antonio and arrive by 8:00. Sounds like a good plan, right?
We woke up, and the hotel we were at last night had a "breakfast." It was probably the crappiest breakfast I have ever seen. Of course, MOM of the YEAR told the kids they could eat the leftover pizza for breakfast. Major happened to be in the worst mood and didn't want to go to the beach. So after a brief "discussion" of who would take the older boys to the beach left me putting on my swim suit and Major finally agreeing to go.
Our hotel was only a block to the beach, but Major cried the entire time. We got to the beach and got all our stuff set up and Michael and Mavrick wanted me to walk out to a sandbar with them. I didn't want to. You see, I was a bit frightened. I don't like to go out into water that I can't see my feet. I will walk out that far, but when it gets to where I can't see my toenail polish I have gone far enough. So, with Major still crying and sitting on my hip, I started walking with all the boys and then I couldn't go anymore. Mavrick's face was burning. Major was crying. I was scared. So the three of us headed back to the hotel. Before we could get back to the car, Michael flagged us down and said it was too rough and that he and mom were going to go too. The whole trip to the beach was a bummer today.
We went to the pool and the boys swam while I washed the sand off of our stuff and mom went and vacuumed out the car. We got cleaned up and packed and loaded the car all by 1:00. Then we headed to Brownsville. It was a good opportunity for the boys to see a boarder town and experience a different culture. We had a not so good lunch that was made at a local restaurant. Then we walked around down town. So, Michael was scared. He kept saying it was a bad place and he didn't want to stay. The entire time he was freaked out. The whole trip to Brownsville was not a cool experience for Michael.
We got on the road headed north by 4:00. I started trying to get us a hotel in San Antonio about 5:00. Every time I would think I had a reservation made, we would lose service. I worked on this crap till I had a headache. Once I finally got a room reserved - like 2 hours later, mom says "we are almost out of gas, the light is on and it is 56 miles to the next gas station. I said a little prayer. I know mom was praying too. And out of no where, BEFORE we ran out of gas, there was a station that was not on the GPS. Yeah God! We were so thankful to have made it!
As we pulled up, mom jumped out to run to the restroom. As she got out, she took the keys out of the ignition and laid them on the console. However, I didn't know that, and when I got out I looked for the keys in the ignition and since they were not there, I locked the doors and went inside with the rest of the boys. Everyone had a potty break and we went back out to the car to find it locked. Ugggghhhh! Mom went in to try to make some phone calls. I started looking for someone who looked like they might know how to break into a car. It didn't take long till I had asked a guy who had a friend who knew a guy ... it wasn't very long until we had four men working on getting the car unlocked. And it wasn't long after that that they had the car door open. Thank you God!
We finally ended up in San Antonio about 9:00, so glad that the day is over because we are DONE!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
How did we get here?
Tomorrow I am putting Michael and Mavrick on a plane to Austin. They went for the first time summer before last. They are so excited! I think they have every alarm clock set in the house so nobody will sleep too late. Mavrick keeps saying "I can't believe it's tomorrow."
I keep thinking, where has the time gone? Michael will be 12 in October, which will make him old enough to fly by himself. (Right now they fly as unaccompanied minors) Mavrick just turned 10. They both seem so grown up at times. And I just keep asking myself "how did we get here?"
I was telling Mark earlier this week that it was just yesterday that Michael was a little bitty baby. So small that he was scary. His first Christmas was when we met Marla for the first time. We were in a two bedroom apartment, and Marla was very allergic to dogs, so she sat on the porch snuggling with little bitty Michael all wrapped up in blankets. I bet this trip to Austin is the time he is finally taller than Marla. Where has the time gone?
I am so proud of the young men they are becoming. I hope I am teaching them everything they need to know. I hope my example is good enough. I wish I could slow time down, just a little. I hope I am enjoying them enough! I can't wait to see who they grow up to be. Oh, so much, so much, I wish for them true love, true friendships, joy, and peace. Lots of peace.
Mark and I celebrate 18 years of being married next month. In February, we will have been together for 20 years! That is half my life! But it has gone so fast! We have come a long way from a little one bedroom apartment on the lake in Garland. But, WOW! that still seems like yesterday. When I think about where we've been, what we have gone through, and that we are still here, it is sometimes hard to believe that we made it this far. We are so blessed.
I keep thinking, where has the time gone? Michael will be 12 in October, which will make him old enough to fly by himself. (Right now they fly as unaccompanied minors) Mavrick just turned 10. They both seem so grown up at times. And I just keep asking myself "how did we get here?"
I was telling Mark earlier this week that it was just yesterday that Michael was a little bitty baby. So small that he was scary. His first Christmas was when we met Marla for the first time. We were in a two bedroom apartment, and Marla was very allergic to dogs, so she sat on the porch snuggling with little bitty Michael all wrapped up in blankets. I bet this trip to Austin is the time he is finally taller than Marla. Where has the time gone?
I am so proud of the young men they are becoming. I hope I am teaching them everything they need to know. I hope my example is good enough. I wish I could slow time down, just a little. I hope I am enjoying them enough! I can't wait to see who they grow up to be. Oh, so much, so much, I wish for them true love, true friendships, joy, and peace. Lots of peace.
Mark and I celebrate 18 years of being married next month. In February, we will have been together for 20 years! That is half my life! But it has gone so fast! We have come a long way from a little one bedroom apartment on the lake in Garland. But, WOW! that still seems like yesterday. When I think about where we've been, what we have gone through, and that we are still here, it is sometimes hard to believe that we made it this far. We are so blessed.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Where do I fit in?
Living in a house full of boys is usually fun. They are messy. They fight, argue and yell. They are smelly sometimes, and they are gross sometimes. But for the most part it is fun.
But lately, it has become for difficult. And I think it is due to Mark and my difference in upbringing. I was brought up in an atmosphere where you talked to each other, truthfully. We could trust each other. And we loved each other enough to be honest and let each other become people that we liked and that we wanted to be. Mark was raised in a different atmosphere...and I believe this is my source of irritation.
He feels that there are some things better left unsaid. Ok, I can agree with that. But I also feel like it is vitally important to have open communication and not be afraid to say or tell something that is even just the least bit important in who you are and who you are becoming. I think it is important to share stories of our days together - especially since he misses so much of that time!
Bottom line is that it just really pisses me off that I can't be who I am. I can no longer say what is on my mind, or tell cute stories of what the kids did, because it may embarrass them. I am having a real hard time figuring out where I fit in.
But lately, it has become for difficult. And I think it is due to Mark and my difference in upbringing. I was brought up in an atmosphere where you talked to each other, truthfully. We could trust each other. And we loved each other enough to be honest and let each other become people that we liked and that we wanted to be. Mark was raised in a different atmosphere...and I believe this is my source of irritation.
He feels that there are some things better left unsaid. Ok, I can agree with that. But I also feel like it is vitally important to have open communication and not be afraid to say or tell something that is even just the least bit important in who you are and who you are becoming. I think it is important to share stories of our days together - especially since he misses so much of that time!
Bottom line is that it just really pisses me off that I can't be who I am. I can no longer say what is on my mind, or tell cute stories of what the kids did, because it may embarrass them. I am having a real hard time figuring out where I fit in.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day Weekend
Well, I had a lovely weekend with my mother on Saturday and being the mother on Sunday!
We have a pretty good system worked out. The Saturday before Mother's Day, Christy, Mom and I all spend some time together. She lets up be the mom on Mother's Day. Yesterday, we had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and went shopping. It was fun to just be with them with out distractions. I laughed till I got a headache. Mom said she was exhausted and had to spend the night at Christy's. LOL! We had a really good day together!
Today, Mark had to work, but me and the boys got up and went to church. The sermon was excellent! Then we went and ate Bar-B-Q for lunch. We came home and I got to spend a little time with Mark, which was very nice because we haven't had a lot of time together lately. Then I took a nap with Major. When I woke up, Mark, with some help from Mav and Michael, had cleaned my car. This is a really big deal because my car was in really bad shape! And then, Michael and Mav asked me to go out to dinner and a movie with them.
It is amazing, but still after 3 years Michael and Mav still miss the mom they had before Major came along. Don't get me wrong. They love Major and would not trade for the world. But when it was just them things were A LOT different. Anyway, we went and had dinner and saw the movie "Soul Surfer." It was a really good movie. Very emotional and thought provoking for me. And the boys really enjoyed it too. So, I had a wonderful weekend. I am so blessed to have the mother I have, and to get to be a mother to my wonderful boys. Life is good!
We have a pretty good system worked out. The Saturday before Mother's Day, Christy, Mom and I all spend some time together. She lets up be the mom on Mother's Day. Yesterday, we had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and went shopping. It was fun to just be with them with out distractions. I laughed till I got a headache. Mom said she was exhausted and had to spend the night at Christy's. LOL! We had a really good day together!
Today, Mark had to work, but me and the boys got up and went to church. The sermon was excellent! Then we went and ate Bar-B-Q for lunch. We came home and I got to spend a little time with Mark, which was very nice because we haven't had a lot of time together lately. Then I took a nap with Major. When I woke up, Mark, with some help from Mav and Michael, had cleaned my car. This is a really big deal because my car was in really bad shape! And then, Michael and Mav asked me to go out to dinner and a movie with them.
It is amazing, but still after 3 years Michael and Mav still miss the mom they had before Major came along. Don't get me wrong. They love Major and would not trade for the world. But when it was just them things were A LOT different. Anyway, we went and had dinner and saw the movie "Soul Surfer." It was a really good movie. Very emotional and thought provoking for me. And the boys really enjoyed it too. So, I had a wonderful weekend. I am so blessed to have the mother I have, and to get to be a mother to my wonderful boys. Life is good!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Where am I?
Well, somehow I have let it happen again. It feels like EVERY THING is moving out of control. Our house is under major construction. About 20 projects going and nothing completed. And I don't know where all my time is going. It seems as my day is chopped into small little increments and all these together have just got me at a tired standstill.
I guess my days are really a bit "off" with Michael on his weird schedule. I get up and get Mavrick to school, come home and get Michael up and going, get Major up and everyone fed and dressed. Then between 10 and 11 I take Michael to school and Major and I either go to the gym or to run errands. Lately, about the time we are finished with our errands Michael is calling and wanting to come home. Then in about an hour, Mavrick comes home. There is some time for laundry and dishes in there, and maybe some house keeping. Then dinner, baths and bedtime. Really, where does my day go? I don't know, but I can tell you this, I am exhausted!
**The best part of this post is that I forgot to publish it, so here I am a few days later putting it up. Priceless!**
I guess my days are really a bit "off" with Michael on his weird schedule. I get up and get Mavrick to school, come home and get Michael up and going, get Major up and everyone fed and dressed. Then between 10 and 11 I take Michael to school and Major and I either go to the gym or to run errands. Lately, about the time we are finished with our errands Michael is calling and wanting to come home. Then in about an hour, Mavrick comes home. There is some time for laundry and dishes in there, and maybe some house keeping. Then dinner, baths and bedtime. Really, where does my day go? I don't know, but I can tell you this, I am exhausted!
**The best part of this post is that I forgot to publish it, so here I am a few days later putting it up. Priceless!**
Friday, April 22, 2011
Good Friday
Today was Good Friday. Our first one in the public school arena. Denton ISD was originally closed today, but had class due to the bad weather days that we took earlier in the year.
Yesterday, I had some things to do and mom came over and picked up Michael for me. Well after a long turn of events, I decided that my boys could take off today, as long as they would discuss the true meaning of Good Friday. So of course they wanted to go to Honey's house. I think at first Michael wanted to go by himself, but Honey said "its all or nothing." So all three of them went.
I had a glorious day. I slept late, went shopping to complete my Easter ensemble,got a pedicure, made all the boys Easter baskets, did some laundry, and paid some bills. It was really nice to get so many things off my to do list.
I also applied for a small home improvement loan. We (more me then anyone) are considering putting a pool in. Swimming is supposed to be excellent therapy for people with arthritis. And, I have always wanted a pool. I am praying that if we are not supposed to put a pool in that for some reason we won't get the loan. I told God, "Now God, you know me. I need black or white. If we should do this let it work, if we should not, don't let us get the loan." I told the banker that was my prayer, so if it didn't work out I wouldn't be mad at him because it is a God thing. He laughed and said "I wish all my clients felt like that!"
This afternoon, I also looked at our last four bank statements. I was trying to make sure that we could afford a loan payment. Well, I know we can. Mark is supposed to be getting a little pay increase and we just paid off my car. But I wanted to see if there were things I could cut out that are just wasteful. I am totally embarrassed to admit, but there is in excess of $500 per month that is just wasted - BY ME! It is horrible! So, I am vowing to stop wasting money. Yep, you heard it here first - I am no longer wasting money. Between what I waste and my car payment, our family just got a $1,000 a month raise! Anyway, I am keeping my fingers crossed and my mind open and praying for good decisions and God's will.
Yesterday, I had some things to do and mom came over and picked up Michael for me. Well after a long turn of events, I decided that my boys could take off today, as long as they would discuss the true meaning of Good Friday. So of course they wanted to go to Honey's house. I think at first Michael wanted to go by himself, but Honey said "its all or nothing." So all three of them went.
I had a glorious day. I slept late, went shopping to complete my Easter ensemble,got a pedicure, made all the boys Easter baskets, did some laundry, and paid some bills. It was really nice to get so many things off my to do list.
I also applied for a small home improvement loan. We (more me then anyone) are considering putting a pool in. Swimming is supposed to be excellent therapy for people with arthritis. And, I have always wanted a pool. I am praying that if we are not supposed to put a pool in that for some reason we won't get the loan. I told God, "Now God, you know me. I need black or white. If we should do this let it work, if we should not, don't let us get the loan." I told the banker that was my prayer, so if it didn't work out I wouldn't be mad at him because it is a God thing. He laughed and said "I wish all my clients felt like that!"
This afternoon, I also looked at our last four bank statements. I was trying to make sure that we could afford a loan payment. Well, I know we can. Mark is supposed to be getting a little pay increase and we just paid off my car. But I wanted to see if there were things I could cut out that are just wasteful. I am totally embarrassed to admit, but there is in excess of $500 per month that is just wasted - BY ME! It is horrible! So, I am vowing to stop wasting money. Yep, you heard it here first - I am no longer wasting money. Between what I waste and my car payment, our family just got a $1,000 a month raise! Anyway, I am keeping my fingers crossed and my mind open and praying for good decisions and God's will.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
