Monday, February 23, 2009

"Wii" Are Worried

Be on the look out for crazy Wii boxes.
They seem to have a mind of their own.
I sent husband to the store for groceries...
this Wii followed him home.
I don't know about you...but I'm afraid.
It's a crazy world we live in.
Be careful out there.

So Confused

Well, 4 weeks under my belt (like I'd really wear a belt!) with Weight Watchers again...and 4 pounds lost.
Yeah...apparently my patience is being tested.
I don't know why it's not coming off faster!
I'm KILLING myself at the gym when I go.
I'm eating all my points and a couple other people's, too.
I'm eating my fruits and vegetables like gummy bears made with fruit juice and potato chips.
I'm tracking all my points except for the jelly beans eaten after midnight, because they don't count.
I hope that my body realizes that it's tired of being fat, soon.
Until then, I'll go get a serving of dairy, with a bowl of ice cream.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Political Confusion

Avery: (holding a cute coloring she did at pre-school) "Mom! This is (Abraham Lincoln)!"
Me: (laughing over her pronunciation) "Aprican Lincoln?"
Avery: "No...(Abraham Lincoln)!"
Me: "Abraham Lincoln?"
Avery: "No! (Abraham Lincoln)!"
Me: "Abrican Lincoln?"
Avery: "Yes! Abrican Lincoln!"
Me: "Well, that's a nice Abraham Lincoln!"
Avery: "No he's not!"
Me: "He's not?"
Avery: "No...he cut down his Mommy's berry tree!"
Me: "Well why did he do that?"
Avery: "Cuz he was naughty!"

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

My Beautiful Girl

***Forgive my crappy picture camera is...(alas!)...still broken and a camera phone can only do so much. But, she's so darn cute not to share!***

Monday, February 16, 2009

Sisterly Love

Something I never would have thought I would say out loud...
before becoming a mother:

"Avery, you can nurse your dolls,
but please don't pretend to nurse your brother!"

Sunday, February 15, 2009

I Know I'm Not Cinderella....

Something strange is happening in my house. I don't understand why it's happening, but I may grow to like it. I like things to be a certain way and I'm used to the "order" of my life. Some things are a constant in this house and when they don't messes with me.

For instance, I know that every day the kids will wake me up and scream for breakfast, by 7:30. I know that they will have destroyed the house in the time it takes me to feed Presley and come downstairs. I know that they will fight and yell and hit. I know that they will throw temper tantrums when I ask them to help me pick up. I know that one or more of them will make a huge mess with their food. I know that I will spend the morning screaming at them to behave and clean up.

These are just the fixed ways of my home. I know that this is going to happen and I've become comfortable in my chaos.

This morning...they got their own breakfast and let me sleep till 9! Even Presley allowed me 5 straight hours of sleep! When I came downstairs, they helped me pick up, without throwing a fit and they have all been getting along!

I don't know what sort of spell has come over my home...but I thank the Fairy Godmother that released it on my home!

EDITED: You'll be happy to know that my chaos has been restored. While I was typing this...the boy got into my lotion and a packet of RED crystal light and had it all over him and the bathroom. Apparently, the spell had a time limit.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

My Rainbow Baby

I have heard the term "rainbow baby" before, but never understood what it was. Once I found out the meaning behind the term, I realized how very precious "rainbow babies" are and that I have one!
A rainbow baby, is a baby that comes after a loss. That loss could be a miscarriage, still birth or death of a child. These special children are like rainbows...after a storm.
My miscarriage was one of the biggest storms of my life. I remember feeling like I would never get over the loss of that little baby that we tried so hard to conceive. While I don't think I will ever "get over it", I have healed.
Finding out we were pregnant again, so soon after losing our baby, was extremely hard, yet a blessing. I worried every single day that I would lose this baby, too. The first time I saw Presley's heartbeat, I allowed myself to become attached. That made it so much harder, because I worried that if we lost her now...I'd never recover.
Thankfully, she was born perfectly healthy, although seven weeks early. She must have known how badly I needed her in my arms. My beautiful girl is worth weathering through any storm.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Avery's Tubes...Again

Avery's surgery went really well. They didn't have time to sedate her before the surgery, so I was a little nervous as they wheeled her away. Her doctor said that she did just fine until they got her to the operating room. That's when she declared, "I DON'T LIKE THIS ROOM!" and "I WANT MY MOMMY!" He said that they talked her into staying and then she was just fine.

One of the tubes had fallen out and the other one had scar tissue all around it and plugging it up. The doctor said that can happen, but hopefully this will be it for her.

She woke up completely calm, unlike previous surgeries. I was prepared for the screaming, crying, hitting, angry little girl that we had seen before. It was nice to just cuddle her on my lap and let her sip on apple juice. We asked her if things sounded different and she said yes...that she could hear us better. I was so happy!

Avery is such a special kid. I have yet to meet anyone, that has met her and not walked away laughing. I hope this is it for her. She deserves to be healthy and concentrate on making me crazy! :) She's had a bumpy road thus far...let's hope her future is smooth sailing.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Was It YOU?

Parent and Child Magazine is having a contest for the BEST MOMMY BLOGGERS.
Now, since all I read are the best Mommy bloggers, I have nominated a few exceptional blogs for this contest. The winners will be profiled in their June/July 2009 issue.
I'm not going to tell you who I nominated, for several reasons. First, I don't want anyone to be sad if I didn't choose their blog. Secondly, this encourages ALL of you to post some of your best stuff!
Do you read a Mommy Blog that deserves the title of BEST MOMMY BLOGGER? If you do, go nominate them here..., before February 23rd. After that day, they will compile a list of their favorites and ask you to go back and vote for your favorites!
(No, you don't have to do a post about this in your blog, too. I'm just letting you all know about it, because I know there are other fabulous blogs that you are reading, that deserve recognition.)

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I Did It!

I figured out the "complicated" world of changing my bloggy background and header.
What do you think? Is anything hard to read, or is it okay?

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

A Wedding And A Funeral

A Wedding...

"Mom, you had sex before you had your wedding, huh?"
Excuse me?
See if I ever watch "17 Kids and Counting" in front of my kids again! :) They were talking about how they don't have sex (or even kiss!) before marriage and thus prompted my first ever "sex talk", with Bay. I won't blog details for several reasons...I don't know who actually reads my blog and I really don't want to be educating anyone else's kids...but more importantly, I don't want to embarrass Bailey, because I'm already so proud of her for coming to me with questions.
I think I did quite well. I didn't choke on the bite of potato soup in my mouth. I only answered what she asked and didn't elaborate more than needed. All in all, it went okay. Here's hoping that she'll come to me again, when she has questions.
(And for the record, she was a month old and in our wedding photos...I had to answer "Yes". Oh...the shame....) :)

...and A Funeral

It appears that I may be planning a funeral. It's very sad, but I'm holding up okay. The funeral will either be for my camera....or my son.
The little turd broke my camera this morning. The button you press to take the photo "somehow" came off. After taking it to a local place, they advised Josh that it would be $250.00 and up to six weeks to fix it! Again, I ask...excuse me??? It's a $400.00 camera! You want me to pay $250.00 to fix it? AND you are going to take it away from me for a month and a half? Do you have any idea how much Presley will change during that time? I can't be without a camera that long!
So, Josh is taking it to a place "in the city" tomorrow and hopefully they can fix it faster and cheaper. I really hope so. I will cry if I have a permanently dead camera.
As for the boy...I guess I'll let him live.
This time.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

"People Like Me..."

That anonymous person's comment has really bothered me the last couple days. (Although...the person is not so "unknown"'s amazing how anonymous you really aren't, online.) The phrase "People like you..." is what has consumed my thoughts. I have never had someone use that phrase negatively, when talking about me.

I'm honestly upset that someone could happen upon my blog, read one post of mine (and read it incorrectly, to boot!) and feel that they can lump me into a certain type of people. I truly hope and pray that this person continues to come back to my blog, read it and realize how quickly they inappropriately judged me.

I hope that this person reads this post, because "people like me" think that racism is ridiculous. Or this post, because "people like me" willingly shave off all their hair and get a community to shave their heads, to support a family member with cancer. Or even this one, because "people like me" juggle five children, work, church, marriage and college classes, so that they can become a nurse and serve their community. How about this one, because "people like me" take time and money away from their own family, to save a baby from an extremely dangerous household. Which leads to this one, where "people like me" win custody of this baby and welcome her into their already busy household.

Or the hundreds of other posts that show "people like me" , who have learned to laugh through the frustration, cry next to the hospital beds of sick children and parents, and hold the hands of dying brothers.

Lastly, look through and see the "people like me" that are raising beautiful, strong, independent, tolerant, special, smart, caring, loving, giving, patient and wonderfully imperfect mine.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Happy Birthday Avery!

Oh, little girl, you are one special little kid. You are the reason that your Daddy and I yell and cry...and smile and laugh. There is no one else on this planet, quite like you. You are stubborn and independent and sweet and funny. We love you so much and we are so proud to be your parents.
Happy 4th Birthday, baby girl. I can't wait to watch you grow and change over the next year. I love you.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Woah! You Took Me Wrong!

I received this anonymous comment tonight on my previous post "Homeschooling is sounding better and better..."

"Reading your post makes me angry. I understand it is your opinion however you make it seem as if the teachers are the bad guys. I am a teacher in TCSD and let me tell you, we are not! You complain about how much you have to supply well I can promise you nothing is required. If you don't want to send all those extras then don't. I am sure you chose to send those things so in my opinion stop complaining. Would you like me to add up all the money I spend on "extras" that I buy for my classroom, for your children. If you knew I hope you would realize that the $2 roll of paper towels is not a big deal! It is people like you that I wish would home school their children because it would make our class sizes that much smaller. Also, no matter the budget cuts and the stress it puts on me I will always do my job, as will most teachers I work with at the school your children attend! I love my job and will never risk a child's education just because of something that is out of my control. Lastly, if you don't agree with budget cuts let your congressmen know! "

Let me respond! I absolutely in no way insinuated that teachers are the bad guy! If you read the other comments on my post, you will see that everyone else that took the time to comment knew exactly where I was coming from and what I meant! I LOVE teachers! LOVE LOVE LOVE them! That is why I volunteer all those supplies...because I know and hate how much the teachers use their own money for in the classroom. That is why I volunteer my time to come help out in the classrooms, because I know the classes are too large for one teacher to do it all alone. That is why when I am helping in the classroom I have taken notice of the teacher's needs and supplied them with no questions asked. It sickens me, the amount of money that comes out of our teacher's pockets...when I already feel that your incomes should be higher! I know that cutting the supply funds would impact both teachers AND parents alike.
That entire post was pure sarcasm and I meant that teachers' pay should not be cut and classroom sizes should not be made larger! I know that would be stressful for teachers...who wouldn't be upset by a pay cut and more children in their classroom that they are responsible for? While you may still give your absolute best to the children in your class...and I don't doubt that you cannot tell me that having larger classrooms would not make it more difficult for you to do your already demanding job. It is just a simple fact that one teacher teaching to twenty-two kids will have more time to dedicate to each child, than one teacher teaching to thirty kids.
As for expressing my concerns...I'm ahead of you! I have already expressed my concerns to the school district AND my congressmen. Parents and teachers need to be in this together. Please don't read me the wrong way and think that I am against you. I'm not.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

"I Can't Hear You"

Over the past few months, we've noticed that Avery has had a bit of trouble hearing. She says, "I can't hear you!", several times a day. With the amount of ear infections this child has had, that worried me a lot.
So, off to the ENT. Again. She has already had surgery to put tubes put in. (Happy 1st Birthday) She has already had surgery to take her adenoids out. (Happy 2nd Birthday) What more do I have to put this little girl through?
Surgery again, to put a second set of tubes in. (Happy 4th Birthday)
This poor child, every year around her birthday (except last year, somehow), she ends up with a surgery. So, on February 13th, she will have yet another hospital visit. (And while writing this, I just realized that it is Friday the 13th...ugh...extra prayers might be needed now...)
As it stands, the doc said that she has at least a 30% hearing loss, due to the condition of her ears. However, after the surgery, that should be completely corrected.
My poor girl. I really hope that this is as bad as it gets for her. After everything she has gone's not fair that she has to go through more.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Homeschooling Is Looking Better And Better...

I'm irritable.
This will not be a heartwarming post.
We got the school newsletter today and guess what? More proposed budget cuts! What a fan-freaking-tastic idea!
Yes! PLEASE make the class sizes bigger! One teacher to 30+ students is a great idea...very conducive to a learning environment.
Next, lets reduce the teachers' pay! What a great idea. That ought to lower the teachers' drive to succeed and patience for the kids, to a point where I fear for my children's education (MORE)...and lives.
After that (and my personal favorite), cutting funds for school supplies. Really? Do we even have a budget for school supplies? As it stands, I, the parent, already supply antibacterial wipes, paper towels, glue sticks, hand sanitizer, crayons, scissors, colored pencils, notebooks, pencils and the thousands of things needed during the school year for projects. I'm waiting for the note to be sent home, saying that we need to start supplying the toilet paper, too!
Lastly, no more field trips. Even if our local PTA pays for the entire trip. That wouldn't be fair to schools that don't have a supportive PTA. We definitely don't want to encourage learning outside the classroom...what a bad idea.
Alright, so in case you haven't paid is the generation we are currently raising in this country...economy sucks, so more and more parents are out of work, thus creating a stressful environment at home. Economy sucks, so school will consist of too many kids in an already overcrowded classroom, with a pissed off and stressed out teacher, no supplies to do their work and no hope of learning outside those four walls. Economy sucks and when this generation reaches higher learning, the costs will be so outrageous (much like now) and chances of scholarships/grants so low, that many won't obtain a degree. Economy sucks, so even the children that find a way to go through school and graduate with a degree (and $50,000+ in student loans)...they STILL won't be able to get a job.
Except..."Would you like fries with that?"

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Never-Ending Shopping List

Sometimes, the girls' school drives me bananas. I feel like I am constantly running to the store for this or that, that they need for class. In just the last two weeks I have had to send:

*A bag of fruit loops
*Dum Dums
*A bottle with 100 "something" in it
*Empty 2 liter bottles

I don't mind sending this stuff, but it feels like it all happens in a short span of time and I'm constantly scrambling. Next week is Valentine's, so that means that now I'm worried about cards for each person, in each class and a decorated shoebox to put them in.

I also think the school is getting a kick back from the people that package the Valentine's day cards. They come in boxes of 25. Bay's class has 26. I have to buy another whole box of cards...because of one extra kid. I know they are only like $2.50 a box...but dang it! :)

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Where Do You Come From?

Bay: "Mom, where are we from?"
Me: (oh comes "the talk") "Where are we from?"
Bay: "Yeah, a state or something..."
Me: (thankful that I understand what she means and I can still not have "the talk") "Oh, you mean what country?"
Bay: "Yeah"
Me: "Well, my family is from Canada, we are Canadian-French and Daddy's family is from several different countries."
Bay: "Canada? And French?"
Me: "Like France."
Bay: "Oh. France. People in France are kinda Italian, huh?"
Me: "No. They are "kinda" French."
Bay: "Oh."