Quote of the Month

"Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Monday, August 30, 2010

Go to Sleep

We got these bunk beds for Samuel 2 1/2 years ago, with the intentions of having Samuel and Isaac share a room some day.

We set them up during the week of Spring Break. The first night we had the bunk beds, Avery asked if she could sleep on the bottom bunk and have a slumber party with Samuel. Since Isaac was just a little over a year old at the time, and nowhere near being ready to move to a big bed, we asked Samuel is he was okay with that, and he said that he was. So, Avery slept on the bottom bed all week long. But we warned her from the very first night that on Sunday night she'd have to go back to her own bed since Samuel had school on Monday morning.

WELL, Sunday night came and Avery threw an all out fit because she did not want to go back to her own bed. We forced her to sleep in her own bed though. Avery had struggled with going to bed for as long as we could remember. Most nights up until that point, she'd lay in her bed crying and screaming. Sometimes, no matter what we did to get her to calm down, she'd cry and scream for hours, literally. We knew what had triggered these sleep issues. It all started when I was pregnant with Isaac and we had to get her out of the baby bed. I mean, she was 3 1/2 years old, after all, and I felt like I HAD to get her out of the baby bed. Agh! If I had it to do all over again...

Anyway, at first we tried positive reinforcement, but nothing we tried worked. We tried a nightlight, we tried a lamp, we tried stuffed animals, blankets, music, reading books, saying prayers, everything! Nothing worked. So then we moved on to discipline tactics, but still nothing worked. Night after night, hours of her screaming in bed and making us miserable. So we moved on to punishing her when she would throw a fit and scream in her bed at night. But still, each and every night, bedtime was a nightmare. I'd watch the Super Nanny and try her techniques. They didn't work. I'd ask friends and read books. Seriously, nothing worked. So by the time we got the bunk beds, this had been going on for over a year. It was an exhausting year when it came to bedtimes. But when Avery slept in Samuel's room that week of Spring Break, she did not throw fits... she fell asleep quickly and calmly. Putting her back in her own bed, all alone in her own bedroom was torture for her. She hated being alone at night. Funny enough, I hate sleeping alone and I hate sleeping in a bed that I don't feel comfortable in. So, I could relate.

I remember questioning several family members, asking them if they thought there was anything wrong with letting Samuel and Avery share a room. And every single one of them said no... My mom reminded me that I shared a room with my younger brother for several years when we were children. And my sister told me that she knew of several people in older generations who had to share rooms out of necessity because they just simply didn't have big enough houses for all the kids to each have their own room. I realized that if sharing a room helped Avery to fall asleep more peacefully, thus making our bedtime routine in our home more positive, then why not allow it so long as Samuel was okay with it. So, we talked to Samuel and he really wanted to share a room with Avery. And Avery was thrilled with the idea too. We kept Avery's bedroom just the way it had been, but we moved all of her bedding onto Samuel's bottom bunk bed. And that's how the sleeping arrangements have been for Samuel and Avery for 2 1/2 years now. Avery still had sleeping issues from time to time, but considering where she came from, this sleeping situation proved to be a huge improvement.

So, you might be able to understand why we were so shocked when about a month ago, Avery announced that she wanted to sleep in her own bed that night. WHAT?!?! And so, she did. She made up her mind that it was time, and just went for it. I'll admit, we were not very optimistic that she'd actually stay in her own bed that first night. Once she got in there and the sun went down, we were pretty sure that she'd change her mind. But she didn't. She slept in there all night long, and she's stayed in there for the past month. And the really funny part of this story is that Avery is not sleeping by herself after all. She has a new sleeping buddy! Lid'l Lee, it would seem, has decided that she would like to share a bed with Avery at night now. It's so incredibly cute!!! And Avery loves having Lid'l Lee there.

Perhaps equally as cute, is that every single morning when Maggie hears Isaac waking up, she will stand at his bedroom door wagging her tail until I open his bedroom door. Then she will go plowing into his room and jump straight into his bed. It's the funniest thing. She gets so excited to see him. And Isaac will just sit up in his bed and start loving on Maggie, saying, "Oh, good girl, Maggie." It really is adorable, especially since Maggie takes up 3/4 of the bed...

And as for me, well in the past when Hector has traveled for business, it's been next to impossible for me to get a good night's sleep. I just can't seem to ever relax enough to actually get into a deep sleep. So I tend to stay up most of the night. But since we've welcomed Maggie into our family, I must say that there's just something about having this big dog sleeping at the side of my bed that has given me a certain level of security that I have not had up until this point. You can't ever be sure unless you train your dog to be a watch dog, how exactly your dog will respond to strangers. Well, we had an incident happen in our home with someone that Maggie perceived as a threat/stranger, and let me just tell you, her growling and barking made me feel extremely safe. All I can say is, her previous owners trained her REALLY well...

And now, I think it's time for Isaac and I to visit Miss Nappy's house! Zzzzzzzzzzz.....

Monday, August 23, 2010

Goodbye

That's all, folks! It's done. Adios, Verano. Goodbye, Summer...
Today is the first day of school for Samuel and Avery. And despite the fact that we did not take any vacations, we had a wonderful summer and were all a little sad to see it come to an end. And since I have not posted very many pictures on here of our summer, here's a run down for you of the things that kept us busy...

Avery Bridged in Girl Scouts. She is no longer a Daisy. She is now a Brownie!

Upon receiving her Brownie Sash, Avery said, "This is going to be great. I love brownies!" :-)

Samuel earned his patches and is no longer a Wolf in Cub Scouts. He is now a Bear Cub! Rock on, Big Guy!

Avery celebrated her 7th birthday.

I made a garden cake and birthday pancakes, all for the birthday princess...
And Samuel celebrated his 9th birthday, complete with a cake that looked like a pepperoni pizza, made by yours truly.


I think Samuel liked the game that Hector picked out for his birthday, but it's so hard to tell from his expression... :-)

Avery got her ears pierced, and they looked SO cute! But they got infected and closed up a few months later. :-( Boo!


Hector got a new job!!!!!!!!!!!!! A new job with lots of great perks... Go Colgate-Palmolive!


We celebrated the 4th of July with Hector's family. Look at all those kids!

We welcomed a new member into our family.

Did a little gardening...

Went to the free local water park, A LOT!


Went to the zoo with my sister and nephew. Fed a few giraffes. Rode a camel named Isaac.


Went to Six Flags. Met Batman and Robin, Wonder Woman and The Green Lantern. Played a few games. Rode a few rides. Picked the hottest day of the summer to go. Sweated like fools but still managed to have a blast.

My car said it was 109 degrees, and I was inclined to believe my car...

Did a Pringles taste test, then Avery and I made some Pringles Purses.


Celebrated my 16th wedding anniversary. Went to a resort/spa while Grandpa and Grandma watched the kids (Thanks G&G!). Sat on the balcony and enjoyed the view of the lake. Had a couple's massage. Ate some really good food. Enjoyed every single minute!


Celebrated Hector's 39th Birthday with my mom and step-father. I bought him a new car.


Paid all of 97 cents for it!


Went to the Meet the Teacher night last week. Got a good feeling this is going to be a really great school year! And today, Samuel and Avery started school!

Come on, guys! Loosen up just a bit. Act like you love each other...

That's better!

This morning, dropping the kids off at school went just about as good as I hoped it would. Avery was very excited but a little nervous too. She held my hand so tight on the walk to her classroom, my hand was all red and sweaty. But she held herself together, and really did seem happy about getting back to school. Before we left the house, we said a prayer that God would help us all to not cry, to stay calm, and to be happy. After I dropped Avery off in her classroom, I took Samuel to his classroom. He was fine until I saw on the clock that it was time for me to go. I very calmly told him that it was time for me to leave. And Samuel said, "I know we prayed that God would help me to not cry, but I don't think the prayer is working." And he started crying... I had SO hoped for no tears this morning. So I knelt down beside him and told him what could have only been words given to me straight from God. "You know, Samuel, sometimes we ask God to help us not be sad and to not cry. But sometimes, God allows us to cry so that we can get rid of the sadness in our hearts and make room for the happiness that He has waiting to give us. Let go of the sadness and grab on to happiness." And with that, I said goodbye to my big 3rd grader...

Thursday, August 12, 2010

When is it time?

When I put my dog Maisy to sleep this past March, my other dog Molly was in good health and good spirits. But by about the 3rd day after Maisy was gone, Molly knew... I saw Molly slip into a state of depression. I took her to the vet, who indeed confirmed that Molly was depressed. She suggested I look into getting another dog to keep Molly company, but I just wasn't ready to do that. Over the past 5 months, Molly's health has deteriorated rapidly. She's developed a skin rash, an eye infection, arthritis in her hind legs and hips, and she's had muscle mass loss in her hind legs. She's on arthritis medicine, which is really no big deal. But the last time I took her to the vet (2 weeks ago), she discovered a stage 4 heart murmur (stage 4 out of 6, with 6 being potentially fatal). The vet wants to do an EKG and run some other tests. The tests will supposedly determine the best course of treatment for Molly. The tests are expensive, but I honestly don't care about the cost. The heart murmur makes her easily tired and she has shortness of breath. So she sleeps a lot and coughs/wheezes a lot.

And now, Molly's started having accidents all over the house... everywhere... I'll close off one part of the house and she just goes and does her business in another part. I've tried wee wee pads. She sleeps on them. But she doesn't seem compelled to "go" on them, which is probably because she can't smell anymore. The wee wee pads supposedly give off a scent that's supposed to attract dogs to do their business on them, but my dog can't smell. And I've tried dog diapers, which, I wasn't even the one wearing the diaper but somehow I felt SOOOOOOO humiliated for my dog. Poor thing. Oh, she HATED the diapers. Ripped 2 of them off, then proceeded to walk straight into Isaac's room and do her business.

She's 14 years old and the carpet in Isaac's room needs to be ripped out at this point. It's bad. And the carpet in some of the other bedrooms are on their way to being ripped out too. I tried cleaning the carpets in Isaac's room with a cleaner "guaranteed" to get the urine smell out of carpet. It did NOT get the smell out. Instead, it left white, crunchy spots all over the carpet where I applied the cleaner. And now I have orange scent mixed in with the urine scent, and it's disgusting.

On top of everything else, Molly is deaf and going blind. I didn't go through any of this with Maisy. She was only 11 years old when we had to put her to sleep because the cancerous mass was causing her to be in so much pain that we could no longer manage the pain. She was not an elderly dog.

So, when is it time to say goodbye to an elderly pet? I don't know. I knew with Maisy because she was in tremendous pain, not eating, not happy. But Molly's eating and drinking fine. I don't care about the carpet and the cost to tear it out. I don't care about her medical expenses either. When people tell me not to spend all that money on a pet, I just don't even factor that in. That's not a"deal breaker" or deciding factor for me. But is this a "good" life for Molly? I don't know. Hector and I decided to confine her to the kitchen last night, and of course she did her business in there on the tile. So before I could even get a cup of coffee in me, I had to take care of Molly's mess. Man, I really wanted that coffee first thing this morning. :-) Oh, Molly doesn't bark anymore to go outside because, here again, she's deaf.

I guess maybe I'm just looking for someone who's gone through this before with a pet. Someone who can maybe tell me to hang in there... it's worth it.

By the way, since welcoming Maggie into our home, Molly has seemed FAR less depressed and lonely. She plays with Maggie and seems to really enjoy her company. But I think the loss of Maisy took a huge toll on her... a toll that I'm just not confident she will recover from. So, here I am just 5 months after saying goodbye to Maisy, trying to decide, when is it time to say goodbye to Molly?

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Something just happened...

When Samuel was 2 1/2, his social skills therapist suggested that I enroll him in some type of Mother's Day Out program to give him time to socialize with other children his age. So, very reluctantly, I enrolled him one day a week at the Mother's Day Out program at our church. I remember calling my good friend (the Assistant Director) 3 times in a 5 hour stretch on Samuel's first day, just to check in on him. I know, I know... I didn't want him to grow up and "leave" me so soon, but I knew it was for the best for Samuel.

When Avery was 2, I decided out of pure necessity to enroll her in Mother's Day Out. You see, my social butterfly child needed some serious social time that she just wasn't getting at home from me. She was driving me nuts, quite frankly. So, Samuel and Avery both started going to Mother's Day Out twice a week. It was good for her, and she really enjoyed it.

Now then, here I am with Isaac. He's 3 1/2 years old and he's never gone to any type of daycare, preschool or Mother's Day Out program. He does go to Sunday School at church. And during the school year he goes to choir and missions on Wednesday nights, plus he goes every other Friday to the childcare at my Mothers of Preschoolers group meetings. So, he's getting some social time each week with friends his own age. I've never seen the need to put him in Mother's Day Out. But people keep asking me why I haven't enrolled him in Mother's Day Out or preschool for this coming school year.

I don't know, I think something just happened to me when I realized that Isaac was my last baby... my last feeding, last bottle, last diaper, my last time to see my child learn how to crawl, walk, talk... And so I've never really pushed Isaac to "grow up." Hmmm, and we wonder where that "baby of the family" business comes from...

No, I think I just learned the hard way that children grow up way too fast on their own. I mean, I simply can't believe I have a 3rd grader who looks me straight in the eyes now when he talks to me because he's that tall now! And my 2nd grader, well she's just way too mature for her own good. So, maybe the best approach for Isaac is to not push him to grow up even faster than he needs to. I like being at home with him. And trust me, I know all too well that Kindergarten will be knocking on our door long before I am ready to let him go. So for now, I am keeping Isaac at home with me for one last year. And I will cherish every single minute of our time at home together.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Sweet 16


Today, I'm celebrating my 16th wedding anniversary. When I recently mentioned this to a friend, she asked me what I thought the secret to a successful marriage is. My immediate, knee-jerk response was, "Please don't ask me that." :-) But after I thought about it for a minute, I told her that I thought it really depended upon what her definition of a successful marriage is. My definition would almost assuredly be different from hers. I'm not sure what the best answer is to her question. But as of right now, this is how I would define a successful marriage:


A successful marriage is one in which God is first, and the spouse and the marriage are second. Family, children, work and everything else comes after those two things. And a successful marriage is one in which the couple has made the commitment to stay together through all the bad times, so that they can enjoy the good times together. Because when you decide to stick together through everything that challenges your marriage, pushes your marriage to the limits, and everything that takes you outside your comfort zone, it makes all of the good times so much better.
I am so happy that today I get to say, "Happy Anniversary, Hector."