This caringbridge is of a girl who attends our church here in Birmingham. I feel like I know her because she has graciously shared her journey with the world. This is her most recent caringbridge and I urge you all to read it and think about what this would mean for your family and your life. Pray for her and her family as if it was happening to yours.
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/kaylaperry/journal/view/id/53ef3048cb16b4db10fc466e
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Bringing it back
I love writing. Which means that blogging is perfect for me. Sharing my somewhat unstable thoughts and opinions with the entire world is just tip top! My husband does not agree with this so much, but hey we all have our own issues. I haven't blogged (written) in literally over 2 years. 2 years people! I have had to keep these thoughts, ideas, and happenings all inside my head. Haha! Again, my husband would only HOPE that I would keep them all to myself instead of constantly texting, calling, and sharing them with him. A girls got to do what a girls got to do, right?
So, what has changed in those two years. The kids are now 6, 4, & 4. For them this means more independence and more opinions. For me this means less independence and more opinions.
Jeff left his job that he had been doing for 9 years. More or less, companies change and sometimes we need to say goodbye. The biggest news of all ( and no I didn't have another baby or two) is that we bought a fabric store. I love sewing, crafting, and being a social butterfly...and being in charge. So when the opportunity was presented we prayed, talked, prayed some more, and now here we are. The proud new owners of a great store in our local area. Its basically my dream job! We bought the store in December 2013. I can't believe we will be approaching our 1 year mark in just 4 months. I am greatful beyond belief. Its been a HUGE adjustment for our family. Mommy not staying at home rocked all of our worlds. The dust well more like tornado is starting to settle. Thank goodness.
So thats where we are with our tiny little lives. Constantly changing, constantly moving, constantly praying....
In other news, I'm not sure where this blog is going to go or if it is going to go anywhere. When I first started blogging way back in 2006 it was to share and update everyone on our first daughter then again when life got real and we dealt with the twins birth. Now its just sort of a outlet for me. So somedays it might be funny, somedays it might be sad, somedays it might be informational. It has no real purpose which sort of goes back to the title, controlled chaos.
I hope everyone has a weekend. I'm at home with all three, by myself, all weekend.....so lets see who survives.
So, what has changed in those two years. The kids are now 6, 4, & 4. For them this means more independence and more opinions. For me this means less independence and more opinions.
Jeff left his job that he had been doing for 9 years. More or less, companies change and sometimes we need to say goodbye. The biggest news of all ( and no I didn't have another baby or two) is that we bought a fabric store. I love sewing, crafting, and being a social butterfly...and being in charge. So when the opportunity was presented we prayed, talked, prayed some more, and now here we are. The proud new owners of a great store in our local area. Its basically my dream job! We bought the store in December 2013. I can't believe we will be approaching our 1 year mark in just 4 months. I am greatful beyond belief. Its been a HUGE adjustment for our family. Mommy not staying at home rocked all of our worlds. The dust well more like tornado is starting to settle. Thank goodness.
So thats where we are with our tiny little lives. Constantly changing, constantly moving, constantly praying....
In other news, I'm not sure where this blog is going to go or if it is going to go anywhere. When I first started blogging way back in 2006 it was to share and update everyone on our first daughter then again when life got real and we dealt with the twins birth. Now its just sort of a outlet for me. So somedays it might be funny, somedays it might be sad, somedays it might be informational. It has no real purpose which sort of goes back to the title, controlled chaos.
I hope everyone has a weekend. I'm at home with all three, by myself, all weekend.....so lets see who survives.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Duty Calls...& I don't like it
Wow folks! Its seriously been forever since I have posted anything. Reason being how could I have time to post when I barely have time to pee. TMI I know but hey thats how I roll these days. Actually that is how Ive always rolled that way and only recently toned it down due to the influence of a very modest man. Hehe.
First off I will start it out with a update on the kiddos for those not on FB.
AK turned 4 in July. She is officially a Big Girl (her words, not mine). She now needs "personal space" which is found in her room. She pretends to be all sorts of things up there. Pretty much Jeff and I just hear footsteps, jumping, knocking from above and pray all is well in Big Girls room. She will start 4K this fall and go 4 days which both mommy & daughter are happy to be happening. Our new found love for princesses and Rapunzel in particular cracks me up. We went from princess what to living, breathing, and dying for all things purple & gold (Rapunzel colors). She still is hilarious on every level due to her overactive brain and adult language. Just as I type this she said she needed to go to dot.com dolphins immediately. This is seriously stuff that comes out of her all the time.
Next on to the "middle child". Blake. OH MY HEAVENS. There was a moment, well probably many moments, when I prayed that the tiny being in my belly would survive and that if God would save her precious life I would not complain or take for granted her existance here on earth. FYI: DO NOT ASK FOR THINGS YOU KNOW YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO KEEP! This child test my patience almost every hour upon the hour of each and every day. She has a tempur like no other. Her shear will do anything is exhausting and her physicial strength wears me down to a tiny spec of dust at the end of the day. Lord knows when she flashes that crooked tooth grin of hers I melt and typically laugh but this is after I have beat her with the "spanking spoon" 100 times over. Whew just thinking about all of her being exhaust me. Lets just say modern miracle in the dictionary should hold a picture of Blake beside it. Because this child has no idea she was 9 weeks early or had a tumor or went without oxygen for long periods of time. Nope she things she is superwomen and is bound to prove this to the world. Lets just hope her super powers are used for good and not evil.
OH Palmer bringing up the rear. She is sweet (most of the time) and joyful. Yes, joyful would be a good word to describe her. Singing, dancing, shouting, and prancing around in her high heels, tiara, & and pacifier oh and lets not forget puppy tucked under one armpit is how SHE rolls daily. She is not the instigator of the bunch but is a follower for sure. Love her ability to want to snuggle at any moment but dislike her anger manegement issues when something is "MINE".
They both will celebrate their 2nd birthday Thursday. Its hard to believe how time has passed. One moment your pregnant and the next you have a whole litter of kids and your shoving them out the door with their backpacks on. The twins will start MDO this month (PTL), two days a week. I am looking forward to a little peace but nervous at how they will do socializing with other kids not their siblings. Sharing really scares me and them-hehe. It will all be fine I keep telling myself.
In two weeks we head up to Cincy for B's yearly MRI and clinic visit. I literally am almost brought to tears when I think about how excited Dr. Lim will be to see his little miracle. She is a walking, talking, breathing, ball of fire and he helped give all of that to her. It is going to be fun for sure.
Now with all the updates out there in to blogger world let me carry on to a little venting.
Today (like most days) was challenging. But for some reason I was especially exhausted and when looking at the clock realized I still had about 4 hours until bedtime. Ugh, what a irritating feeling. So I made myself a cup of Jo and rallied like a big girl should, along with my spanking spoon. Me and the spanking spoon are TYT these days.
Sometimes being a mother is just sickeningly joyful but sometimes being a mother is aggrivating and just plain irritating. I feel sort of sad writing that but like I said earlier, honesty is how I roll. Today my children frustrated me terribly. After I finally had the twins in their room and down for the night well sort of...Blake laying at the door fingers poking from under the crack screaming and crying for mommy down...AK asked about 13 questions, for a new tv show, more lemonade, more supper, help her with this, help her with that..the list continues on. I know all of these items and task are my duty as a mother to do or help her learn to do but I finally looked at her and said, "sometimes mommy's need rest and need to take care of themselves and this is one of those moments." After she looked at me with a "what in the heck kind of language are you speaking here lady" she said ok mom, but....
Has anyone ever had a day where you just can't carry on anymore? Don't you feel bad? I do and I know I shouldn't because it is alright for people to wear down. But I do then I feel bad for not being able to give 100% to my kids and having a short temper. Parenting is hard! Thanks for listening friends.
First off I will start it out with a update on the kiddos for those not on FB.
AK turned 4 in July. She is officially a Big Girl (her words, not mine). She now needs "personal space" which is found in her room. She pretends to be all sorts of things up there. Pretty much Jeff and I just hear footsteps, jumping, knocking from above and pray all is well in Big Girls room. She will start 4K this fall and go 4 days which both mommy & daughter are happy to be happening. Our new found love for princesses and Rapunzel in particular cracks me up. We went from princess what to living, breathing, and dying for all things purple & gold (Rapunzel colors). She still is hilarious on every level due to her overactive brain and adult language. Just as I type this she said she needed to go to dot.com dolphins immediately. This is seriously stuff that comes out of her all the time.
Next on to the "middle child". Blake. OH MY HEAVENS. There was a moment, well probably many moments, when I prayed that the tiny being in my belly would survive and that if God would save her precious life I would not complain or take for granted her existance here on earth. FYI: DO NOT ASK FOR THINGS YOU KNOW YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO KEEP! This child test my patience almost every hour upon the hour of each and every day. She has a tempur like no other. Her shear will do anything is exhausting and her physicial strength wears me down to a tiny spec of dust at the end of the day. Lord knows when she flashes that crooked tooth grin of hers I melt and typically laugh but this is after I have beat her with the "spanking spoon" 100 times over. Whew just thinking about all of her being exhaust me. Lets just say modern miracle in the dictionary should hold a picture of Blake beside it. Because this child has no idea she was 9 weeks early or had a tumor or went without oxygen for long periods of time. Nope she things she is superwomen and is bound to prove this to the world. Lets just hope her super powers are used for good and not evil.
OH Palmer bringing up the rear. She is sweet (most of the time) and joyful. Yes, joyful would be a good word to describe her. Singing, dancing, shouting, and prancing around in her high heels, tiara, & and pacifier oh and lets not forget puppy tucked under one armpit is how SHE rolls daily. She is not the instigator of the bunch but is a follower for sure. Love her ability to want to snuggle at any moment but dislike her anger manegement issues when something is "MINE".
They both will celebrate their 2nd birthday Thursday. Its hard to believe how time has passed. One moment your pregnant and the next you have a whole litter of kids and your shoving them out the door with their backpacks on. The twins will start MDO this month (PTL), two days a week. I am looking forward to a little peace but nervous at how they will do socializing with other kids not their siblings. Sharing really scares me and them-hehe. It will all be fine I keep telling myself.
In two weeks we head up to Cincy for B's yearly MRI and clinic visit. I literally am almost brought to tears when I think about how excited Dr. Lim will be to see his little miracle. She is a walking, talking, breathing, ball of fire and he helped give all of that to her. It is going to be fun for sure.
Now with all the updates out there in to blogger world let me carry on to a little venting.
Today (like most days) was challenging. But for some reason I was especially exhausted and when looking at the clock realized I still had about 4 hours until bedtime. Ugh, what a irritating feeling. So I made myself a cup of Jo and rallied like a big girl should, along with my spanking spoon. Me and the spanking spoon are TYT these days.
Sometimes being a mother is just sickeningly joyful but sometimes being a mother is aggrivating and just plain irritating. I feel sort of sad writing that but like I said earlier, honesty is how I roll. Today my children frustrated me terribly. After I finally had the twins in their room and down for the night well sort of...Blake laying at the door fingers poking from under the crack screaming and crying for mommy down...AK asked about 13 questions, for a new tv show, more lemonade, more supper, help her with this, help her with that..the list continues on. I know all of these items and task are my duty as a mother to do or help her learn to do but I finally looked at her and said, "sometimes mommy's need rest and need to take care of themselves and this is one of those moments." After she looked at me with a "what in the heck kind of language are you speaking here lady" she said ok mom, but....
Has anyone ever had a day where you just can't carry on anymore? Don't you feel bad? I do and I know I shouldn't because it is alright for people to wear down. But I do then I feel bad for not being able to give 100% to my kids and having a short temper. Parenting is hard! Thanks for listening friends.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Go Mr its ya birthday
Mary-Ross Rolling is turning 1. Although her birthday isn't actually for a couple more days due to the upcoming Memorial Day holiday her pool was today. The party was at her grandparents house in Luverne. It was a wonderful setting. The pool, horse pastures, and food on the grill. Then we fast forward to my girls either flopping in to the pool or running around it trying to chase "mercy" (kala & justins dog). One person said, "are they like this everyday?" "Yup" would be my answer. Oh well what gonna do with crazy kids?
Mary-Ross and the other kids played and ate then played some more. She smashed her cake and opened her gifts. She was precious and such a wonderful party girl! Love you MR & I can't believe your 1.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Head em up..Move em out
This one is for the moms out there or cattle herders as I would now like to be referred too from now on.
Every morning when we wake up the 1st herding of the day begins. I heard all three of them down the stairs shouting words like "come on girls"...."time for breakfast." After breakfast or well after the twins have both stood up in their highchairs nearly climbing out as if they getting restless and trying to escape their "pen". Following the releasing of the wild animals from their pens aka highchairs I heard them back up the stairs to get dressed for the day. Sometimes this second herding of the day is a hard one. One goes up...another goes up...one comes down...another goes up...another goes down...until finally I have wrangled all of the little lambs in to their room and slammed the barn gate (bedroom door) to keep them in. We change & we dress & we heard again out the door. Normally the sheep header has to say "out, out, go, go, out..." multiple times while waving my hand back and forth to get them to the desired location. IT...IS...EXHAUSTING! I end up making more than one trip to gather up lost items. Cups, bows, pacifiers, shoes...the list goes on and on. I wonder if little bo peep who lost her sheep also lost her staff, bow, cap, etc.? Surely as some point she did.
Once all of my sheep have been herded in to the submarine finally I can breathe because all my sheep have been herded! The cattle & sheep wrangler is victorious!
For all you "herders" out there may your brows stay dry and animals move swiftly!
Every morning when we wake up the 1st herding of the day begins. I heard all three of them down the stairs shouting words like "come on girls"...."time for breakfast." After breakfast or well after the twins have both stood up in their highchairs nearly climbing out as if they getting restless and trying to escape their "pen". Following the releasing of the wild animals from their pens aka highchairs I heard them back up the stairs to get dressed for the day. Sometimes this second herding of the day is a hard one. One goes up...another goes up...one comes down...another goes up...another goes down...until finally I have wrangled all of the little lambs in to their room and slammed the barn gate (bedroom door) to keep them in. We change & we dress & we heard again out the door. Normally the sheep header has to say "out, out, go, go, out..." multiple times while waving my hand back and forth to get them to the desired location. IT...IS...EXHAUSTING! I end up making more than one trip to gather up lost items. Cups, bows, pacifiers, shoes...the list goes on and on. I wonder if little bo peep who lost her sheep also lost her staff, bow, cap, etc.? Surely as some point she did.
Once all of my sheep have been herded in to the submarine finally I can breathe because all my sheep have been herded! The cattle & sheep wrangler is victorious!
For all you "herders" out there may your brows stay dry and animals move swiftly!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Diaper Duty
Why is that children want to take off their diaper and at the exact moment that they have filled it up! Ugh-sick! For the past week or so Jeff & I keep finding one or the other or both of the twins naked in their crib with their diaper slung half way across the room. Some how these sneaky little kids are pulling off their pants or unbuttoning their onesie and stripping down. It is totally disgusting to go into their room to find a poop filled diaper smeared everywhere. Sorry for TMI but hey it is what it is. Sick, right!
When I came back in to town from Austin this weekend the girls were "napping". I use quotations because it was more like playing in their cribs while the door was shut. So I peeped in and their was Blake naked as a jay bird, diaper on the other side of the room, urine soaked crib sheet and a tiny little voice saying, "Uh Oh." Uh Oh is right sista! My grandmother told this story to AK who was with her over the weekend. It left such a lasting impression that she has proceeded to tell EVERYONE about her sisters need to go diaper less. Awesome.
Well gotta go I hear the "baby monsters" crying...lets hope that there are diapers still intact!
When I came back in to town from Austin this weekend the girls were "napping". I use quotations because it was more like playing in their cribs while the door was shut. So I peeped in and their was Blake naked as a jay bird, diaper on the other side of the room, urine soaked crib sheet and a tiny little voice saying, "Uh Oh." Uh Oh is right sista! My grandmother told this story to AK who was with her over the weekend. It left such a lasting impression that she has proceeded to tell EVERYONE about her sisters need to go diaper less. Awesome.
Well gotta go I hear the "baby monsters" crying...lets hope that there are diapers still intact!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
We are still here
Wow! I have seriously fallen of the end of the blog world. I guess with moving & well to be honest not much changing on the home front of our medical life it just has been sort of boring around here. Well..boring is not the word that would probably come to mind if you were a fly on my wall. With one 3 1/2 year old and the twins now 19 months (OH MY WORD) things are entertaining to say the least.
A little update on the girls. Blake & Palmer weigh about 21 pounds. They are around 32 inches and a crazy crew. I laugh at them most of the day. Their personalities have emerged 100%.
Palmer is still just as happy as the day is long. She sings (on tune), dances her little heart out, & stomps around without a care in the world. Her favorite thing to do is literally run around the house. No rhyme or reason.
Blake is absolutely the complete opposite. She is very concentrated on every task. Everything she does has a purpose. She knows what she wants and doesn't except anything other than that. Her fiery red hair rears its ugly head at least once a day. Even in those moments she still melts my heart every time she shows me those crooked little teeth of hers. She is also the mother hen. When Palmer is crying she is the first to shove a pacifier in her mouth or throw a blanket on top of her. She either wants her to shut up or she really cares.
We are loving our new house with the deck on the back. I open the door about 8 and it normally shuts during nap times. We play and play and play out there. It is such a joyful moment in my life to be able to experience.
I am pretty positive that the dream of being a SAHM of three little girls and sitting on the deck coffee in hand watching them play was NOT (AND I REPEAT NOT) what I saw as IDEAL. Oh how the times have a changed. I literally could not be happier in my life. Watching them play all day is sometimes boring or aggrivating but sometimes it is just entertainment money could not buy. Enough of that though.
Blake was allowed to go 6 months between AFP checks this time. I took her and Palmer last thursday to Childrens. Which is always a wonderful adventure. Palmer kept so still trying to pretend she wasn't there so she wouldn't get the needle like her sister. Blake screamed of course but hey who wouldn't. I talked to the docs office today and her results were in. This was the first check where they were in normal range. 3.9 to be exact. Normal range is 0-9. I was literally smiling from ear to ear. What a blessing! I honestly am truly blessed. Not only has she done amazing with her growth and developmental skills but also she is showing no signs of a tumor recurrence. Also at this point her bowel and bladder seem to be working properly. Probably TMI but we poop at the same time everyday! Who knew that would be a special moment in my life. I am happy to be on the downward slope of where we started on that August day in 2010. We didn't know what lied ahead of us but knew it would be a different life than the one we had been leading. Here we are almost 2 years later and everyday find a reason to Praise the Lord!
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