Sunday, August 29, 2010
We got up to the cabin by early afternoon. Plenty of time to enjoy the warm day. Except my body was starting to ache. And Grace was looking pretty tired. Still, we all went for a boat ride and played in the yard and even made it to dinner. All was going swell. Until I started getting progressively achy with cold sweats and a pounding headache. Nevermind the fact that I could barely swallow. I was just thankful that it was me that was sick instead of one of the kiddos. If I could get a good nights sleep I'm sure I would be feeling fine the next day.
I went to bed as soon as I put Grace to bed. Regardless of the ibuprofen I'd taken I was still in agony. I slept fitfully for about two hours until Grace woke up crying. Loudly. For a long time. Finally, I dragged my sickly body out of bed, joints aching, body sweating, to retrieve the little whiner.
I'm not sure what woke her. Don't know why she couldn't get back to sleep. But an hour and a half later I was still walking her around the tiny bedroom, sweating and crying and praying for mercy. Yes, Todd tried to help, but I am the expert in this area you see, so I knew I had to handle this. Besides, Todd isn't very good at breastfeeding.
Finally I got her to sleep and retreated to my bedroom. Only to be shaken ten minutes later when I heard her wailing again. After another twenty minutes I went to her and tried to sleep on the big bed with her. Eventually, the little rascal calmed down and fell asleep but her waking every 45 minutes and rolling and kicking me every 10 minutes did not help me at all. No sleep was had.
The next day I was definitely feeling it. It must be a flu bug or something, but compounded with no sleep it was rough. Grace was not a happy camper. She was tired. And for reasons I still can't figure out she didn't want to sleep in her room. The very room she slept for 14 hours a day in just a few weeks ago.
I made the decision to take my MIL's car and drive Grace and myself the 3 hour drive back home so that we could be miserable without interrupting everyone else's fun, and in the comfort of our own house. It was a rough drive.
The day got a little better once we got home. Grace slept in her own crib for a while, giving us both a much needed break. I felt slightly better but by the evening I was a sweaty, achy, headachy mess again. I put Grace to bed and prayed she would give me a full nights rest. I took some more medicine and climbed in bed well before the nighttime news came on.
This morning I am feeling better. I am running at about 75%. I'll take it. Grace and I are awaiting Todd and the boys' return. I just wish I hadn't missed all the last weekend fun. *sigh*
Well, I have two days left to make it up to them. Oh! And the county fair is next weekend. That will be fun!
That is, if no one else gets sick.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Our school (the grade school that I went to as a little girl and the school my kiddos go to now) was entered into a contest to win 50 laptops. There were 8000 schools from all over the United States that were entered and only 50 made the cut. Our school not only made it into the contest but is now in second place. This is a small parochial school with very limited funds. Much of the school is run on volunteer basis including our "computer lab". Unfortunately we do not have funds to update our computers so our lab is really in need.
Our school is a fabulous school. As part of the curriculum the kids do much volunteering in the local nursing homes, parks, and food pantry. The academics are always first rate. As the kids go on to the very large local high schools they are always in the top of their class and many of the valedictorians come from our little school.
Holy Family works really hard to make the school a family environment. They teach core values of kindness, courtesy, and love. Every year on the first day of school the kids walk into the building with "We Are Family" blaring down the hallways. It is a great school. And I am so fortunate that my kids are able to go there.
ANYWAY, if you could all take one minute out of your day to vote for our school to win the laptops I would greatly appreciate it. It is one vote per email (I believe per day). Here is how:
Go to www.charter.com/laptop
click on the blue "learn more" button
click on the orange "vote now" button
click on Holy Family School
click VOTE now
Enter email address (one vote per email address)
Click on fruit for security purposes
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!
Sunday, August 22, 2010
I just had to participate in GTKY today because I love the questions. Yeah, fall!
1. If you could host a Reality TV show, which one would it be?
2. Do you put your seatbelt on before or after you start the car?
3. Shave or hair removal cream?
4. What's your favorite feature in a house?
5. What is your favorite "Fall" scent?
6. What tv show are you looking forward to seeing the most this Fall??
7. Personal Shopper or Personal Chef?
8. What is the first word that comes to mind when you think of "Fall"?
1- If I could host a reality tv show it would definitely be Survivor. It is such an entertaining show (I love people watching and there are always such characters on that show) and it is usually in a beautiful location (especially when you don't have to stay in the elements the whole time like the competitors do).
2- I usually put my seatbelt on after I start the car. I want to get that AC started as soon as possible. ;)
3- I shave. Does hair removal cream even work?
4- I used to think my favorite feature of a house was the kitchen but after being in this house and seeing the benefits of having a wonderful master suite I have got to say I love it. Oh, and a good family room. Oh! And an eat in kitchen. We love eating our meals at the kitchen table now. And a nice big backyard. Oh forget it. I can't choose.
5- This is gonna be a hard one for me. My favorite fall scent. I think it is a toss up between the way the air smells both crisp and musty at the same time (the fallen leaves smell), and freshly made applesauce. Ooo! And hot tea (cinnamon pumpkin spice or something). And soup! I love making soup in fall. Mmm. The smell of bonfires. Ugh. I told you this one was tough for me.
6- I am looking forward to a lot of fall tv but one of my favorites is The Biggest Loser. I lurve that show. It is so inspiring to me. And lately, I need something to motivate me. I'm looking forward to getting in shape while watching the show. :)
7- Oh my, PERSONAL SHOPPER!!!!!! I would LOVE a personal shopper. I was just looking at all the new fall fashions and DROOLING. Another good reason to get back into shape.
8- First word that comes to mind when I think of fall? Golden.
Spill it readers! I'm curious. What are your answers to the questions?
Friday, August 20, 2010
Hosted by Cecily and Lolli
I love the new view when I look in my rearview mirror. Being able to see all of those shiny, happy faces smiling back at me gives me warm fuzzies. It is a beautiful picture.
But I am not afraid to admit to you all that I cried while I was taking Grace's pretty pink babyseat out of the car. It seemed like the end of an era. The last of the baby years is quickly fading and all of the evidence is being cast aside.
It is a good thing that Todd has put his foot down and decided that four (he was perfectly happy with TWO) is our final number because otherwise right about now I would be plotting our next child. Then before you know it we would be buying our very own supersized van to haul our children around. And sooner or later I would be confused with Michelle Dugger (our only differences would be our hair and perhaps the fact that there is NO WAY I would be as sweet and calm as Michelle Dugger) as I lug my 20 children around in our family bus.
But these are MY four children. And I know how lucky I am.
I just love my rear view.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Even with grandpa as his assistant it still took all morning just unloading, unpacking, and sorting all of the materials.
You were a bit disappointed when you woke up from your naps thinking the playset would be done and this was all you saw:
Job well done, daddy! Well done.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
And yet here we are celebrating your first birthday. How can this be?
Friday, August 13, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Since dad passed away last year from Alzheimer's many of mom's friends have been passing on Alzheimer's related books for her to read. Because they happen to be novels mom thinks I would enjoy reading them too (Leisure Seeker). This past week she casually dropped off another one. Still Alice.
I am only halfway through and I resent this book. I don't like it. Sure it is smart, well written, researched, and heartfelt. But I don't like it. It has me gasping for breath. It feels like someone is stepping on my chest. This book makes me swallow every few minutes, trying to choke down the lump residing in my throat.
The woman in the book is Alice. She is 50 and has just been diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's. The book gives such a glimpse into how the person with Alzheimer's feels that all I want to do is cry. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking of the internal struggle my father was going through. And it makes me question every conversation I had with my dad in his last few years. Was I kind enough? Was I too kind? Was I condescending in my concern? Did I make his last few years easier or was I irritatingly cheerful/cautious/chastising/babying/supportive? What was dad thinking? What could I have done better?
And then there is the subject that I have been so careful to avoid. Alzheimer's can be genetic. In the book Alice's Alzheimer's is genetic and her daughter also has the gene. She will also have Alzheimer's. A whole other subject that I never let myself think about is brought to the forefront of my mind by this stinking book.
And now. Now Todd's dad has Alzheimer's as well. We've known this for a while. This is not new information. But this past weekend while Todd's mom was away Todd was staying with his father and he had absolutely no clue who Todd was. He also had no idea he was married or that he had any children. It was the first time he ever forgot Todd. Todd has always been his father's pride and joy. If he was in a stubborn Alzheimer's fit Todd was the only person he would listen too. Whatever Todd said, he believed. And this weekend he didn't know who he was. It was incredibly hard for Todd.
I remember when my dad forgot who I was. It didn't sting me. I expected it and I didn't take it personally. It just didn't hit me. Perhaps because even when dad didn't know who I was it still felt like he knew that he should know me. And I guess in my heart I knew that he really did know me. His mind just wasn't allowing him to see it. But this is new for Todd. And though he went through all of this with me, it is different when it is your own father.
So, here we go again. The stress. The heartbreak. The worry. It is happening all over again. And reading this book, making me think of the what ifs for my own chances of getting Alzheimer's, Todd's chances, I have the urge to chuck it out the window. I can do without those thoughts. And what good do they do anyway? We will do the best with whatever we're given. That's all we can do.
And yet I keep reading this dumb book. Hoping for some happy ending, but knowing it will just get worse. I know Alzheimer's too well to believe it will end any other way. But I keep reading anyway. Hopeful.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Summer is for running around the house in your swimsuit all day.
Summer is for trips to the zoo and cooling off in the penguin exhibit.
Summer is about hot, humid weather that drains you even with the simplest task.
Words To Live By
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson