You know, sometimes when you are down in the dumps you forget how lucky you are.
Last night before bed I quickly popped onto nieniedialogues.blogspot.com. She doesn't know me at all. Her SIL was my good friend when we were teenagers. My friend died several years ago of cancer and I haven't seen her family since then. They have a fabulous family of 11 kids, all of whom are super talented and genuine people. So when I found a few blogs from their family I was hooked. I love seeing what has happened to them and their kids (including my friend's little boy who was just more than a newborn when she died). Good people are inspiring and this family is like that.
Imagine my surprise when I read that my friends brother and his wife, the writer of nienie had been in a plane crash. The flight instructor has already passed away and it sounds like nienie and her husband are in for a very long haul.
It's hard to understand life occasionally. This family is awesome and I really mean awesome. They cause you to wonder how so many good people can come from just one family. But to have your daughter die of cancer in her twenties and your son to be in a plane crash just seems against the odds. Those aren't normal things.
It helps put things in perspective.
Oh, and M got her hair cut today. She's a big ponytail of it to Pantene's program to give wigs to people with cancer. I'm so thrilled she decided to do it.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Quick Note
I can't be posting bummer stuff all week and not mention a good day.
S went to bed easily in her new room both last night and tonight. YIPPEEEE! She woke up much happier.
DH survived his 18 mile run this morning and wasn't super grouchy today. He got up at 3:30 to do it so that we could drive an hour north to do a race for the kids.
The kids loved the race. It's was S's first one. They each got a stuffed animal as well. I ran it with S and she ran the entire .6 mile. I'm interested in seeing what the MRI says on Monday because it did hurt my knee. The good news is that I got a little weepy when we were about to cross the finish line. That's a good thing because it means there is an attachment. If I can cry the first time M and T ride amusement park rides, I should feel weepy when S crosses her first finish line.
At the race M won a 17 inch Corolle doll. It's a French doll but I didn't know of it. (What kind of crappy French speaker am I?) It's beautiful and will fit in well with her American Girl dolls. T won some hanging art supply organizer thing. David and S didn't win anything in the drawing but D was happy that his stuffed animal was a Build a Bear and was the only one that talked. S loved her chicken (a Sandra Boyton one).
We went to DH's parents' house after and his mom made a fabulous breakfast for us. The kids played with their cousins. I messed up a little when I was ordering my MIL some shoes online. Instead of asking what size she wore, I asked how big her feet were. Then later I was putting her checkbook back into her purse and all I could find was this big black bag (later I found out it was her computer bag). I asked something like, "Is it this big bag?" She didn't know that her purse was actually at her feet and that I was referring to the computer bag. And I didn't know if I had the right bag because that is not something my MIL would carry as a purse. She tends to have pretty cute purses. Luckily we got it cleared up and she didn't think I was rude too long.
The kids played in the water and ate. S hasn't had a snackfest like that in months. Boy, the old S came out quickly. She just couldn't get enough. C wanted to eat and eat too. My MIL commented on how her belly fills up outside her ribs. Yep, that's her milk belly. M had the same belly. It's flat in the morning and very round after drinking a lot.
We made it home and had soup and carrots for dinner. The house still needs cleaning but I think we'll probably just go to bed.
I found some music for my first choir practice tomorrow. It's not the most fancy, that's for certain. I found some really pretty music but decided to keep it easy considering I have NEVER been in a choir and have no idea what to do. I had this dream and imagined my self thinking of sopranos as first violins, altos as seconds, tenors as violas, etc. It may not be pretty but I have to start trying. I hope it works out. I hate to not do things well. I also didn't want to pick stuff that had the men and the women singing separately much because what if no men show up. I don't know the makeup of the choir. The closest I have come to being in the choir was playing the violin with them.
T didn't throw up again last night. We'll see how we do tonight. He has gone as many as 3 days before it all started up again. I am hesitantly hopeful.
S went to bed easily in her new room both last night and tonight. YIPPEEEE! She woke up much happier.
DH survived his 18 mile run this morning and wasn't super grouchy today. He got up at 3:30 to do it so that we could drive an hour north to do a race for the kids.
The kids loved the race. It's was S's first one. They each got a stuffed animal as well. I ran it with S and she ran the entire .6 mile. I'm interested in seeing what the MRI says on Monday because it did hurt my knee. The good news is that I got a little weepy when we were about to cross the finish line. That's a good thing because it means there is an attachment. If I can cry the first time M and T ride amusement park rides, I should feel weepy when S crosses her first finish line.
At the race M won a 17 inch Corolle doll. It's a French doll but I didn't know of it. (What kind of crappy French speaker am I?) It's beautiful and will fit in well with her American Girl dolls. T won some hanging art supply organizer thing. David and S didn't win anything in the drawing but D was happy that his stuffed animal was a Build a Bear and was the only one that talked. S loved her chicken (a Sandra Boyton one).
We went to DH's parents' house after and his mom made a fabulous breakfast for us. The kids played with their cousins. I messed up a little when I was ordering my MIL some shoes online. Instead of asking what size she wore, I asked how big her feet were. Then later I was putting her checkbook back into her purse and all I could find was this big black bag (later I found out it was her computer bag). I asked something like, "Is it this big bag?" She didn't know that her purse was actually at her feet and that I was referring to the computer bag. And I didn't know if I had the right bag because that is not something my MIL would carry as a purse. She tends to have pretty cute purses. Luckily we got it cleared up and she didn't think I was rude too long.
The kids played in the water and ate. S hasn't had a snackfest like that in months. Boy, the old S came out quickly. She just couldn't get enough. C wanted to eat and eat too. My MIL commented on how her belly fills up outside her ribs. Yep, that's her milk belly. M had the same belly. It's flat in the morning and very round after drinking a lot.
We made it home and had soup and carrots for dinner. The house still needs cleaning but I think we'll probably just go to bed.
I found some music for my first choir practice tomorrow. It's not the most fancy, that's for certain. I found some really pretty music but decided to keep it easy considering I have NEVER been in a choir and have no idea what to do. I had this dream and imagined my self thinking of sopranos as first violins, altos as seconds, tenors as violas, etc. It may not be pretty but I have to start trying. I hope it works out. I hate to not do things well. I also didn't want to pick stuff that had the men and the women singing separately much because what if no men show up. I don't know the makeup of the choir. The closest I have come to being in the choir was playing the violin with them.
T didn't throw up again last night. We'll see how we do tonight. He has gone as many as 3 days before it all started up again. I am hesitantly hopeful.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Crazy Day
Last night a good friend and I were talking and she pretty much said we were going to switch the rooms of the baby and S. Now the oldest and youngest share and S has a room to herself. The plan was to get this done today. I'll tell you that we did accomplish it. S is in the room that isn't painted with giant flowers and with a lattice fence around the bottom. She no longer has tons of things to look at and occupy her time. She has a room with a bed and a dresser with clothes only in one drawer. We put a lock on her closet and her toys and her hanging clothes are in there. We even took down the drapes in case they might cause her mind to stay too busy. And the kid is asleep. She went to sleep really easily.
Now onto the craziness. I had a hard time catching many breaks today. My friend had offered to come help me switch the rooms. I wanted to get working early and have a bunch of work done. When I came out of the purple room I found the couches turned into forts, the bill drawer open and bills torn up, a spill in the recently cleaned living room floor, things EVERYWHERE, etc. But you know, that is kind of expected.
S went out in the backyard and laid on her back on the porch and screamed and threw a fit because she was angry.
Then it got better. T came in and asked if he could have some more medicine. Um, no kid. You don't get extra medicine. Several minutes later (that could be 5 or 20 I really can't remember) M came in and told us that T had spilled some medicine. Yes, the kid had gotten the lid off of his rx and spilled 3 doses. There were two left and he had taken one. Did I mention that with insurance that rx was 40 buckaroos. I was furious. He could get so hurt if he just gulps down medicine. Luckily he didn't. I called the pharmacy and they said to get 3 more doses of that medicine it would be 87 dollars. So I called the doctor's office and he said to see how the next two doses go and if they aren't helping then there's no need to buy more.
I then fed the kids lunch. S was going to put her bowl in the sink and I took it from her so she wouldn't drop it and break it. Usually she puts her cup on the counter (it's more of a small mug) so she can get a drink later if she wants. That's not how it went this time. She dropped that puppy in the sink and broke it.
A little big later I went to shut the pantry and found my mandarin oranges gone. You have to remember, I just fed the kids lunch. And really, I don't mind if they eat mandarin oranges. But when we are at home, we use the cans. The little single serving super pricey ones are for lunches away from home. So to find that almost all of the 16 packs of mandarin oranges I purchased earlier this week gone was more than frustrating. My friend went into T's room (where he was on his bed for getting into his rx) and found the missing oranges. He was stashing them in his room. A little bit later she found 4 bags of future school lunch chips under their bed. I know T is hungry now and I don't care how often he eats. But keep it out of the bedroom.
So we continue to work and work. Someone came over and bid my 'sheeprock' and later called back with an acceptable bid (yeah work starts next week). My friend and I were moving the full sized bed to another wall in the purple room for S. It has been up in there with the crib for company. I didn't S to be on the same wall as the baby though and so we were going to move it across the room. I looked down and thought I saw the baby playing with a white crayon. I don't really think little bite on an icky crayon is the end of the world. Several minutes later I walked into the other room and found 3 blue and white capsules on the ground with one opened and empty. I immediately called my mother because they stay in that room. Fortunately, the pills were antibiotics and not my mom's blood thinner.
Of course, S got possessive about her things in her room. I got out her play house and let her play. C stepped on it and got slammed to the ground. (We later did the lesson on what to do if that happens again.)
The rest of the day wasn't bad. I'm sure I am missing a few things. It just seemed like it was one thing after another all day long. And as crazy as it was, that's how all days feel.
I had DH get a lock for S's closet door on his way home from work. He also brought some hamburgers home so I wouldn't have to cook. I was really grateful.
Once again, it was successful, if even for one day. S went to bed without a 3 hour fight.
Now onto the craziness. I had a hard time catching many breaks today. My friend had offered to come help me switch the rooms. I wanted to get working early and have a bunch of work done. When I came out of the purple room I found the couches turned into forts, the bill drawer open and bills torn up, a spill in the recently cleaned living room floor, things EVERYWHERE, etc. But you know, that is kind of expected.
S went out in the backyard and laid on her back on the porch and screamed and threw a fit because she was angry.
Then it got better. T came in and asked if he could have some more medicine. Um, no kid. You don't get extra medicine. Several minutes later (that could be 5 or 20 I really can't remember) M came in and told us that T had spilled some medicine. Yes, the kid had gotten the lid off of his rx and spilled 3 doses. There were two left and he had taken one. Did I mention that with insurance that rx was 40 buckaroos. I was furious. He could get so hurt if he just gulps down medicine. Luckily he didn't. I called the pharmacy and they said to get 3 more doses of that medicine it would be 87 dollars. So I called the doctor's office and he said to see how the next two doses go and if they aren't helping then there's no need to buy more.
I then fed the kids lunch. S was going to put her bowl in the sink and I took it from her so she wouldn't drop it and break it. Usually she puts her cup on the counter (it's more of a small mug) so she can get a drink later if she wants. That's not how it went this time. She dropped that puppy in the sink and broke it.
A little big later I went to shut the pantry and found my mandarin oranges gone. You have to remember, I just fed the kids lunch. And really, I don't mind if they eat mandarin oranges. But when we are at home, we use the cans. The little single serving super pricey ones are for lunches away from home. So to find that almost all of the 16 packs of mandarin oranges I purchased earlier this week gone was more than frustrating. My friend went into T's room (where he was on his bed for getting into his rx) and found the missing oranges. He was stashing them in his room. A little bit later she found 4 bags of future school lunch chips under their bed. I know T is hungry now and I don't care how often he eats. But keep it out of the bedroom.
So we continue to work and work. Someone came over and bid my 'sheeprock' and later called back with an acceptable bid (yeah work starts next week). My friend and I were moving the full sized bed to another wall in the purple room for S. It has been up in there with the crib for company. I didn't S to be on the same wall as the baby though and so we were going to move it across the room. I looked down and thought I saw the baby playing with a white crayon. I don't really think little bite on an icky crayon is the end of the world. Several minutes later I walked into the other room and found 3 blue and white capsules on the ground with one opened and empty. I immediately called my mother because they stay in that room. Fortunately, the pills were antibiotics and not my mom's blood thinner.
Of course, S got possessive about her things in her room. I got out her play house and let her play. C stepped on it and got slammed to the ground. (We later did the lesson on what to do if that happens again.)
The rest of the day wasn't bad. I'm sure I am missing a few things. It just seemed like it was one thing after another all day long. And as crazy as it was, that's how all days feel.
I had DH get a lock for S's closet door on his way home from work. He also brought some hamburgers home so I wouldn't have to cook. I was really grateful.
Once again, it was successful, if even for one day. S went to bed without a 3 hour fight.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Sing with me
Feel free to dance as well. "It's raining. It's pouring. The old man is snoring."
But in this case no one gets to snore dang it.
I'm going to pull out a little Pollyanna here for a minute.
The good news:
-It looks to be a gorgeous day today.
-T threw up less last night than the previous night AND he made it to the pan.
-The tv is off and no one is turning it back on right now.
-D found the bottles under the seat in the car.
-I only have 3 things going on today. Someone from D's program is bringing me paperwork to sign. Three kids have cleanings at the dentist. And finally M and T (if he feels like it) have a fiddling concert at a park.
-I have a cell phone again.
-The cell phone has jawbreaker on it. (I love that dumb game.)
-DH didn't say no when I told him I was calling to get a bid on our 'sheeprock.'
And to now lose the Pollyanna I'll add that my grandpa died yesterday. He has been very sick for a couple of months. I'm especially sad for my mom and grandma though. I am, however, glad he is no longer suffering. They are all coming up here in two weeks for services (he is being cremated (not my thing) and his ashes are going to be sprinkled at the lake he so loved).
But in this case no one gets to snore dang it.
I'm going to pull out a little Pollyanna here for a minute.
The good news:
-It looks to be a gorgeous day today.
-T threw up less last night than the previous night AND he made it to the pan.
-The tv is off and no one is turning it back on right now.
-D found the bottles under the seat in the car.
-I only have 3 things going on today. Someone from D's program is bringing me paperwork to sign. Three kids have cleanings at the dentist. And finally M and T (if he feels like it) have a fiddling concert at a park.
-I have a cell phone again.
-The cell phone has jawbreaker on it. (I love that dumb game.)
-DH didn't say no when I told him I was calling to get a bid on our 'sheeprock.'
And to now lose the Pollyanna I'll add that my grandpa died yesterday. He has been very sick for a couple of months. I'm especially sad for my mom and grandma though. I am, however, glad he is no longer suffering. They are all coming up here in two weeks for services (he is being cremated (not my thing) and his ashes are going to be sprinkled at the lake he so loved).
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Lab Results
T doesn't have Celiac. That's good.
He does have an elevated white blood cell count and high neutrophil bands. The doc said it's obvious his body is trying to fix something that is wrong.
When I got a hold of the pediatric GI's office I was told the first available appointment was Dec. 8th. They asked me if I preferred 11, 11:30 or 12. Hmmm... that's a half a year away, how about 11 am.
Luckily, when I called them back and told them we would probably just take him up to the children's hospital they found a cancellation (and right at that very moment, AMAZING ;) on August 28th. So we will take him up then and have a little appointment which will most likely be nothing more than a consult and then we'll follow up with another visit or two. Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll all go away by then. The ped GI did tell our doc to put him on a specific medicine. Our pharmacy won't be able to get it in until tomorrow.
I had my MRI today. The results will be back in the next day or two. My good friend went for a massage today and I joked with her that I got my pampering too. I got to sit with my body in the MRI machine for 35 somewhat quiet minutes.
On the way home I stopped at a gas station to buy a Diet Coke. They also had flowery hair bows for sale (obviously made by the lady that worked there). Only in my area could you get gas, a coke, and a hairbow.
I'm not quite so worried now. I didn't pray for everything to turn around, just peace. And I got it.
And now it's time to clean. Lucky me.
He does have an elevated white blood cell count and high neutrophil bands. The doc said it's obvious his body is trying to fix something that is wrong.
When I got a hold of the pediatric GI's office I was told the first available appointment was Dec. 8th. They asked me if I preferred 11, 11:30 or 12. Hmmm... that's a half a year away, how about 11 am.
Luckily, when I called them back and told them we would probably just take him up to the children's hospital they found a cancellation (and right at that very moment, AMAZING ;) on August 28th. So we will take him up then and have a little appointment which will most likely be nothing more than a consult and then we'll follow up with another visit or two. Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll all go away by then. The ped GI did tell our doc to put him on a specific medicine. Our pharmacy won't be able to get it in until tomorrow.
I had my MRI today. The results will be back in the next day or two. My good friend went for a massage today and I joked with her that I got my pampering too. I got to sit with my body in the MRI machine for 35 somewhat quiet minutes.
On the way home I stopped at a gas station to buy a Diet Coke. They also had flowery hair bows for sale (obviously made by the lady that worked there). Only in my area could you get gas, a coke, and a hairbow.
I'm not quite so worried now. I didn't pray for everything to turn around, just peace. And I got it.
And now it's time to clean. Lucky me.
Sick Yet Again
I have never seen a kid be this sick yet be so fine. He threw up more than he has eaten in days. I'll be calling the doctor first thing tomorrow.
I woke DH up to stay by the shower while he was in there so I could clean up the huge area on the floor. And after that we prayed. We have to find out what in the world is going on with him. I can't sleep knowing that I check on him to make sure his little chest is rising and falling.
He looks pretty healthy because he got a little red today when we were outside. I just don't want to miss a bunch of moments. Maybe tomorrow we'll forget the house (except finishing the towels and clothes from tonight) and celebrate a bit.
The kids are into snowflakes right now (I don't get it) and I think we will make a bunch and hang them from the ceiling. Who knows what else we'll do.
Well, kids will be up in four hours (or sooner if T gets sick again) and so I had better force myself to quit thinking about extremes and get some sleep. I won't be able to enjoy my time with the kids tomorrow if I am a crankster.
I woke DH up to stay by the shower while he was in there so I could clean up the huge area on the floor. And after that we prayed. We have to find out what in the world is going on with him. I can't sleep knowing that I check on him to make sure his little chest is rising and falling.
He looks pretty healthy because he got a little red today when we were outside. I just don't want to miss a bunch of moments. Maybe tomorrow we'll forget the house (except finishing the towels and clothes from tonight) and celebrate a bit.
The kids are into snowflakes right now (I don't get it) and I think we will make a bunch and hang them from the ceiling. Who knows what else we'll do.
Well, kids will be up in four hours (or sooner if T gets sick again) and so I had better force myself to quit thinking about extremes and get some sleep. I won't be able to enjoy my time with the kids tomorrow if I am a crankster.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
This is what happens when you are cheap
I'll get to the cheap part in a minute.
I took S to her therapy appointment. Her therapist gave me an idea to try to help her go to sleep. I am going to make a cd of some boring adult show (but just the sound) and have that play as she is sleeping. Matlock really does put her to sleep in the afternoon. It may not work but I have a bunch of unused cd's so what do I have to lose.
We came home and proceeded to get ready to go to the museum. The dentist's office called and wanted to switch the time on T's appointment. I was a little frustrated at the time just because I had the schedule packed pretty tightly. In the end it worked out to go there first and the other place later. They were super quick and got him in and out of there.
The museum was packed. I say that not knowing if it was really packed. Really, all I saw was one ginormous line. I'm all about deals but not this kind. It's exhilerating to go to Target and know there are several aisles of toys all marked to 75% off and you have it all to yourself. It's not so fun to stand outside with a bunch of people who are all after your deal too.
We decided that it wasn't worth it. It would be so packed inside that it wouldn't even be fun. In fact, it would have been really stressful because it's hard to watch your kids when there is a sea of little blond heads.
We checked out the farm but it was packed with people who most likely came to see the dinosaurs and then wanted to do something because they forked over the dinero for the gas. That too had a line. We can drive around our town and see a little bit of farm.
We ended up at the gardens. The gardens are gorgeous and usually pretty pricey. We lost half our group though. I talked to my neighbor after and she said they went to another entrance. Luckily, she said they still had a lot of fun.
We found another friend and her family about 30 minutes after leaving the dinosaur place. I have to be honest, I really think I am just too dang uptight. I so want them to have a good time but dang it I want them to be model citizens too. The kids don't always think those two things go together. We had a few battles with kids getting off the path or grass. It's hard for me to balance the desire to want them to be curious with sticking to all rules and playing it safe. I hate to say it but it's my nature to want to sacrifice a little curiosity for compliance.
I think the kids all had fun. I don't know if S truly had fun. I told her this mornign to wear her sandals. She insisted on wearing Mary Janes without socks. I told her to put her sandals on and she wouldn't. I knew what the consequence was. She had hurting feet halfway though the day. I told her she could stay in the stroller but she had to stay there. So I carried C in one arm and tried to push the umbrella stroller with S using the other arm. I'm so lucky that M was able to help me out. I don't think she was super thrilled with the idea but I really needed her. D was more than willing to help but he kept running into people's heels. T got tired really quickly there. It's so not like him.
But at dinner the kids all said they had fun. And I believe that's what counts. We were all just a bit hot by the time we left and I was a little frazzled. But to the kids frazzled was a price worth paying to see a water snake and a almost dead giant dragonfly.
We made it home in one piece. T went to the neighbors to play and came home a while later crying. He had an accident there. His tummy just couldn't hold up. I was super discouraged. I tend think of extremes. I just kept thinking about how I really can't figure out how I can send him to school with his current issues. Without a cause I can't come up with a solution. (In fact the kid just got up to go to the bathroom, hooray he made it, and I had to call him out to snuggle him and remind him how happy I was the day I got to snuggle with my first little living boy.)
I also had a call from my doctor's office saying my MRI was scheduled for tomorrow. The only problem was that they didn't leave a time and I couldn't get through to them. Luckily, the sleuthe in me called the hospital and found out what time. Then I tried to find a sitter. No teenagers were available. I couldn't use a teenager for S anyway because she is in her really angry hurtful mode. I lucked out and found three families that could each take a kid or two. What would I do without these people?
My heart is broken as I type this. T just got sick again. He seemed glad that it was only throw up. I told him to go and get his pillow and we would lay on the floor in the family room and I would snuggle with him. I'm worried enough about him that I want to take this quiet moment and just enjoy my little boy. With that I am off. I need to make memories right now more than I need to record them.
I took S to her therapy appointment. Her therapist gave me an idea to try to help her go to sleep. I am going to make a cd of some boring adult show (but just the sound) and have that play as she is sleeping. Matlock really does put her to sleep in the afternoon. It may not work but I have a bunch of unused cd's so what do I have to lose.
We came home and proceeded to get ready to go to the museum. The dentist's office called and wanted to switch the time on T's appointment. I was a little frustrated at the time just because I had the schedule packed pretty tightly. In the end it worked out to go there first and the other place later. They were super quick and got him in and out of there.
The museum was packed. I say that not knowing if it was really packed. Really, all I saw was one ginormous line. I'm all about deals but not this kind. It's exhilerating to go to Target and know there are several aisles of toys all marked to 75% off and you have it all to yourself. It's not so fun to stand outside with a bunch of people who are all after your deal too.
We decided that it wasn't worth it. It would be so packed inside that it wouldn't even be fun. In fact, it would have been really stressful because it's hard to watch your kids when there is a sea of little blond heads.
We checked out the farm but it was packed with people who most likely came to see the dinosaurs and then wanted to do something because they forked over the dinero for the gas. That too had a line. We can drive around our town and see a little bit of farm.
We ended up at the gardens. The gardens are gorgeous and usually pretty pricey. We lost half our group though. I talked to my neighbor after and she said they went to another entrance. Luckily, she said they still had a lot of fun.
We found another friend and her family about 30 minutes after leaving the dinosaur place. I have to be honest, I really think I am just too dang uptight. I so want them to have a good time but dang it I want them to be model citizens too. The kids don't always think those two things go together. We had a few battles with kids getting off the path or grass. It's hard for me to balance the desire to want them to be curious with sticking to all rules and playing it safe. I hate to say it but it's my nature to want to sacrifice a little curiosity for compliance.
I think the kids all had fun. I don't know if S truly had fun. I told her this mornign to wear her sandals. She insisted on wearing Mary Janes without socks. I told her to put her sandals on and she wouldn't. I knew what the consequence was. She had hurting feet halfway though the day. I told her she could stay in the stroller but she had to stay there. So I carried C in one arm and tried to push the umbrella stroller with S using the other arm. I'm so lucky that M was able to help me out. I don't think she was super thrilled with the idea but I really needed her. D was more than willing to help but he kept running into people's heels. T got tired really quickly there. It's so not like him.
But at dinner the kids all said they had fun. And I believe that's what counts. We were all just a bit hot by the time we left and I was a little frazzled. But to the kids frazzled was a price worth paying to see a water snake and a almost dead giant dragonfly.
We made it home in one piece. T went to the neighbors to play and came home a while later crying. He had an accident there. His tummy just couldn't hold up. I was super discouraged. I tend think of extremes. I just kept thinking about how I really can't figure out how I can send him to school with his current issues. Without a cause I can't come up with a solution. (In fact the kid just got up to go to the bathroom, hooray he made it, and I had to call him out to snuggle him and remind him how happy I was the day I got to snuggle with my first little living boy.)
I also had a call from my doctor's office saying my MRI was scheduled for tomorrow. The only problem was that they didn't leave a time and I couldn't get through to them. Luckily, the sleuthe in me called the hospital and found out what time. Then I tried to find a sitter. No teenagers were available. I couldn't use a teenager for S anyway because she is in her really angry hurtful mode. I lucked out and found three families that could each take a kid or two. What would I do without these people?
My heart is broken as I type this. T just got sick again. He seemed glad that it was only throw up. I told him to go and get his pillow and we would lay on the floor in the family room and I would snuggle with him. I'm worried enough about him that I want to take this quiet moment and just enjoy my little boy. With that I am off. I need to make memories right now more than I need to record them.
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