Lemon Pop

Seriously...this kid has an obsession with lemon Juice. He calls it his pop and drinks it straight from the bottle. Yuk!

Rollerskating

We celebrated both of my nieces birthday's this last weekend, I was not on skates ( but I DOOO love skating) but Jeremy being the trooper he is took the kids out on the floor. with help from their aunt & Uncles they had so much fun.

Miss America has already asked if we can do her party there next year.

Aww..Snow days

Finally..a bit of snow to make a snowman!! Olivia has learned to roll the balls...however we had 3 balls all over the yard and she wasn't sure how to get them on top of each other.

Dad to the rescue!!

Why all the Post's?

Well...

I am in pain. I can't do much of anything. I feel as though a Mack truck has driven right over my arse and someone is rotatiling their garden down my leg.

MRI last Friday has shown ONCE again that I can't catch a break. My disc has herniated.

Pain has taken over my life. Don't try to sneeze, wink, walk or cough it just might bring you to tears.

After 3 days of why me thoughts and questioning why God would do this to me AGAIN I finally gave up. If everything works out for his glory then I must TRUST that. Do you know how hard it is to trust when you can't walk? Your right leg, butt and feet are so numb, they have no idea that they must move when you do?

I just felt as though I had finally or was finally coming to terms that I would have chronic pain. I had my medications where we needed them. I started counseling to help me grieve the life I had given up and the life I was going to embrace.

I try not to focus on the bad parts of this, if I do Satan creeps into my mind taking me to deep places and them deep place create full blown panic attacks. Which I can say happily I have over come them ( so far)

Medications have no been revised which allow me to function but not at the pace I am used to. I crawl down the stairs and up the stairs to do laundry. It makes me happy to do the laundry but not so happy on how to get there.

I have much more time for my kids now. I am not wiping my counter 50 times a day and walking behind them picking up messes. Somethings have to go....

Jeremy said to me last night as I was crying about how much pain I was in , that he could see it and that this is his reality too. I never really thought about that. I know he misses the old me. I know Matthew misses the old me.

I don't grieve over that. I am still who I am. They get all I have to offer. I still make lunches, I still clean up after them and I still love to spend time with them. Some of things that suck are not being able to take off on a whim, go to the mountains, go swimming without help or do things without asking for help. I can see where they would grieve these things.

So , here I sit working on the posts about 5 minutes at a time...but it helps me. I have always said blogging to me in therapeutic. I miss it. When your in a funk and life seems to be out of your control lthe last thing you want to do is share anything. However, I am in a funky spot and life will always be out of control.

So I play the waiting game...what is the next step? More then likely another surgery. Making this number 5. I would have rather had 5 kids not 5 surgeries.

Pray for me but most of all pray for my family.

iheart Valentines Day

iheart ( yep, watching way to much icarly) We had a fun time at home. I think that's what happens when you have 3 kids and it is a Monday night. I even got Jeremy to decorate a heart shaped cupcake. I love these tins. You can do Jello or Brownies in them. Our local Target sells out of them by March.

I love to make goody bags for all the holidays...This is the best thing about being a mom.

Happy 3rd Birthday

Happy 3rd Birthday on the 3rd to my baby. My loving, sweet, funny, growing up to fast baby. We enjoy everyday with you.

Dislocated

What happens when 4 of your cousins take a hold of each limb, swing you has fast as they can to throw you on the bed...missing the bed and throwing you right into the doll house.

I was NOT fond of having to hold him while they put the dislocated elbow back to its rightful location.

Broken Hearts

As many of you know that Grandpa went to be with his Lord and Savior 3 days after he celebrated 71 years of marriage to his bride.

It has been hard to comprehend on some level. I can remember feeling his hands, soft and yet strong, the night he died. Kissing him on the cheek one last time. His last words to me personally was that I was a good kid and he loved me.

Tears would come and yet I know in my heart he is at peace. Peace that I want to feel here on earth. He was at peace here and I know he is at peace there.

I could go on and on on what a great man he was. How 5 of his children turned into incredible people. How his wife was his best friend, how he loved each and everyone of his grand kids and great grandchildren.

For me, I never had a grandpa. Mine had both passed away when I was a baby.

I don't know if he knew that every time I called him Grandpa it was an honor in my heart.

That is the only thing I WISH I would have said to him.

White trash way to clean dog poop

From your child's boots....

Hang your childrens boots up side down your white picket fence..keep them out there for about 2 weeks..and there you have it.

Why we LOVE the Credit Union

You can get a tattoo. Mom can place that Tattoo anywhere you would like. In some cases your five year old could sport a "tramp stamp" unfortunately she has way to many of them..Hope this gets it out of her system