Monday, November 24, 2014


So my birthday has come and gone. I had no clue what I wanted for my birthday. What I got was near perfect. Now, some of my birthday came in the form of childcare and shopping. In which I can't get the childcare likely until after the first of the year. It is just that time.

The holiday time
Another birthday time
Another birthday time
The company party time
The even I don't have time time
More holiday time
Even more holiday time
Followed by another birthday time

I am looking forward to the first Saturday in December. You see.......I get 3 kids off to childcare while the baby goes shopping and about with mom and dad for a few hours.

I am looking for a baby sitter. The company has finally scheduled their party date. It was scheduled in advance this year so I am now in search of a sitter again for the older 3. No one at the office has got to meet the baby :)

I am trying to think of what to put on my wish list. I call it a wish list because well.......mine end up being multi-occasional and likely if they are not given to me this year for Christmas they will still be on my birthday list for next November on my birthday.  Note WISH LIST TAB on this blog was updated today

I won't complain but I will......just a smidge bit!

I am nearly 10 weeks postpartum and a few weeks ago (well okay a month ago) I bought some new pants. They had a good fit. Not a tight fit. Not a loose fit. A good fit.  The next week the blasted pants were too big. Falling off me. I can pull them on and off without unbuttoning and unzipping them. Ugh! The complaint isn't that I lost more weight the complaint IS.....If I had known I would have waited a week. So now I am sticking to myself for a bit longer and I will just pull my pants up 34,740,928,358,562,215,632 times daily.

I am a tired momma. The littlest is getting over the gunk. Thing three just took his last dose of medicine for an ear infection. Things 1 and 2 are working on school (yes even when all their friends are out of school--perk of homeschooling).

My son is upset with me and my decision. However, I am the parent. I have blogged before but I will reintegrate that I am the parent and he's only 8 years old. He's upset that I will not let him ride without a car seat (booster seat). He isn't tall enough to properly sit in the adult seat without and ride safely. There is a proper way seat belts are supposed to fit. So just because 8 is our state's law on whether or not they need a booster it is mommy law. No ifs ands or buts. You see, he says someone made fun of him. I thought we got the subject dropped early last week. Apparently we did not and he brought it up again today.

I took my daughter boot shopping over the weekend. She's wanted boots for over a year now but I made every excuse in the book. Finally I gave in and took her shopping. I didn't want ANY boots I wanted leather boots (well I did once I figured out she wanted boots like mine). I was going to buy them now and make them part of her birthday (10 days after Christmas) but turns out my son wanted boots too. So they became part of Christmas instead. She got leather boots. We were told he did too but I am afraid he didn't get exactly what I wanted but he got EXACTLY what he wanted and truthfully they are so him. And two days later they are scuffed his response "mom I am a boy, these are boots, they are supposed to be scuffed!" Ok son. Okay.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Pure Exhaustion

I am tired. In a good way mind you. I never expected it to be easy. Though I admit I'd like to take a nap again. I haven't had one of those in a while. 

I do as much as I can. I do the important stuff. Then the semi important stuff. Then the stuff that can wait. So basically the dishes and laundry get washed daily. The dishes get put away before another load is started. The laundry does not. 

I teach my kids school. But sometimes we go out to eat for dinner or I'm throwing together the quickest meal possible at 7pm. I'd prefer to have a plan but they does not always happen. I simply can not preplan how my day will unfold.

Tuesday is an example. The baby got up later in the morning (still wee hours but later) to eat so we got to sleep later. The other 3 in turn slept later because the baby and I were not yet up. So when we were all barely up I called to get a doctors appointment. I had 1 hour and 5 people who were not dressed or fed. Well, technically I was feeding the smallest when I decided to call the doctor and he could stay in his footy Pjs. I sent a text to my neighbor hoping that she could take my older two but she didn't get the message until I was already at the doctors office. We got dressed and food in before we left. We were at the doctors office for 1 1/2 hours. Then home to get ready for the X-ray visit. My husband was coming home from so I could just take the baby to get the X-ray. I had to eat lunch and pump before I left. Preen I got caught in construction traffic and high school traffic. Finally to the hospital parking lot and I was lost. Found my way, got the X-ray, headed to the pharmacy. It is now after 5pm. No plan for dinner. Not home long enough to set anything out. I'm pooped. We made it through. It worked out.

Wednesday, I chased my tail some but I managed to get a few necessary things done. Including dinner!

I look forward to my next nap or day I fall into bed before 11:30. But until then I'm going to be hugging my babies.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Trudging through

Lately I have been stuck in the mud. No not really in the mud but more like the mud of life. You see since June we have become familiar faces around the pediatricians office.

My older two had an ear infection or two over the course of years. Kaje has had 5 diagnosed ear infections and maybe 1 more since June (yep, average of 1 per month) and 3 viruses with two of them being the same virus.

My youngest was born and with that came with the "meet the peditrician appointments" which are disgused as 1st visit since being discharged, 2 week check up for newborn screening, etc.

Then my oldest apparently felt left out and needed stitches. It took us nearly 8 1/2 years to get our first set of stitches with the kids.

Now fast forward to Friday of last week:

Kaje isn't himself for a day or two. I decide to take him in thinking he had something like a sinus infection or something. Nope, an ear infection. So now that the antibiotic is in order so is the runny diapers and the diaper rash. I can't imagine what it would be like if that kid didn't eat a yogurt a day.

Friday night En starts to sound hoarse. WHY didn't he begin to sound hoarse before Kaje's appointment I could have got two appointments and saved my time. Nevermind, I call on Saturday as our doctors office group has after hours care. I got an apathetic nurse.

Saturday night/Sunday he seems much better. Then Monday here comes the snot. Lots of snot. I'm over it. I have tried everything within my Dr. Mom powers. The elevating (swing, carseat, eating from a bottle so I can prop him on the boppy on my lap to eat), snot sucking and saline,  vaporizer/humidifier/cool mist/warm mist.

Tuesday time for the doctor. Dr. Mom is out of a job. I march all 4 of my kids to the doctors office. I didn't think to use a stroller for #3 and it was a teeny bit chaotic. We way En, they get the "info" and then we wait for the doctor to come in.  The doctor comes in and I tell him what I know and what I have tried when it all started.

He listens.
He watches.
There is an eerie silence. Nope not kidding SILENCE!
You could hear a pin drop well maybe not but you could hear the second hand on the clock.

The doctor has a look. Mentions a few things. Then walks out promising to be right back. Insert HIGH ALERT big brother. He heard 'X-ray" and ER Across the street or Urgent care. He didn't hear it all but he heard enough. He was WORRIED. Great now I have a sick 2 month old, a hurriquakenado 14 month old and a WORRIED SILLY 8 year old. All the while we have little momma just trying to help out.

The doctor comes back. He orders a RSV test, an X-Ray to rule out pneumonia and breathing treatments. I send my husband a text to update him. He leaves work to head home.

I am happy to report after it is all said and done....we are negative for both pneumonia and RSV. Diagnosis: Bronchiolitis 

I was given a sample inhaler and a face mask (that I am sure will be billed to insurance)  and a prescription inhaler was electronically filed. I went to pick up the Rx and lo and behold not covered by insurance because they "prefer" a different brand. I bought it anyway. I didn't want to be without if I needed it.

So there ya go.

I will go back to the peds office on Friday. A scheduled Well Check up!

Monday, November 17, 2014

Mish Mash of everything I can think of

Lately, I have been out of sorts if you will.

My house has been hit with a wrecking ball by my beloved hurriquakenado Kaje. I am so behind. This mom of 4 business is not for the faint hearted for sure. I spend my days running around like a chicken with my head cut off.

Currently: (IN NO ORDER)
I teach school
I wipe butts
I wipe noses
I cook dinner
I grocery shop
I wash laundry
I pile the couch with clean clothing (I get to it when I get to it, really)
I do bath time for the littlest during naptime for number 3
Seems like I go to the pediatricians office at least 3x a month and sometimes that many times in a week. Even some appointments that many kids in one visit.

*the list can still go on*

I still have my "volunteer" job that I pretty much don't get to devote as much time to as I would like. Problematic when I have 4 kids who have to go with me. I am more of a behind the scenes (email and Facebook with an occasional phone call) contacter these days. It is something I love a ministry I can support and therefore I am not thinking of quitting. However, I wish I could spend a little more time and maybe someday I will. Everything in a season.

I feel like an episode of the 70s tv show EMERGENCY! where Dr. Early tells Dr. Brackett a story about how he pours a cup of coffee and gets about 3 sips before he gets called away. In reality that is my house except for I don't drink coffee. It could be my lunch or a big glass of water. Either way I feel like I don't finish anything I start.

I know I blogged last week about my dream of something bigger homewise. While that is a wonderful idea there is no way that is happening. I can't even dream. Why? It worries me to think of the fact that if we did move.....I'd have to pack this house. Every aspect of staying (looking at what needs to be done) and every aspect of what it would look if we could move (don't worry I am ONLY dreaming....I gotta have a forward thought every now and then and this is currently it).

These days I dream of a day. A day where I can go and do and not worry about home. There are days I am overwhelmingly exhausted. I get up with every ounce I have and I pour every ounce in me to everyone else and when I finally have 32 seconds to pour into myself. I need to go pee or I fall asleep.

I had a birthday a few weeks ago. It was a lovely birthday. The weather was nice. All 6 of us made it to church for the very first time. And frankly I will use that loosely. The older two were in their classrooms. Kaje and En came into the sanctuary with us. Kaje had a runny nose that I am sure other parents would be happy that we kept him out of the classrooms but being in the service with us after the music stopped.....he protested. My husband took him out. He ran around outside and had daddy all to himself. I sat in the service with En. He got hungry. He spit up. He was awake and he slept. He made eyes at the ladies behind me. In the end all 6 of us were there but we all did our own thing. After church it was to the store and then to family lunch. I blew out some birthday candles and opened some presents. Which I am sure I will actually get to redeem come February cause that's how schedules roll :)

My husband still has time to take vacation wise and while getting away sounds lovely. I think we are going to stay home. As much as I would like to go it just dosen't feel reality. He's going to request his vacation soon so I will know when once it is approved.

There are days I feel like a total failure. I can't get dinner cooked or I can't get my homeschool teaching completed. There are days I pick and choose what gets done before my husband gets home from work based on my "feels like" and other days it is based on "what do I have time for?"  Last week I spent days on the phone with insurance and dr bills. One day I spent nap time working on a bedroom because the people who sleep in there had every ounce of it messy. It went from them cleaning it up (the floor and under the bed) to them shoving stuff in the closet to clear the rest. I didn't really have that on my plans but I made it that way.

I missed out on date night with my husband. We had one in September before we had baby #4. All 3 of my kids got to be dropped off and I had a couple hours alone with my husband. It was the first date we had kid free in over a year. We missed the October kids night due to a campout. We missed the November date night because I was accidentally left off the e-mail list. Granted in October or November we would have had the baby but he's still pretty easy going. So we shall get a few hours in a day in December. I am already signed up. Now---to keep these kids healthy.

As I sit here and type I made a lunch failure. The dough inside of my roll up didn't get completely done. The outside is done and if I try to cook for the inside any more the outside will be burnt. I got one kid down for a nap. Another kid waking to eat. Both the littles. Kaje has an ear infection (again! Number 5 diagnosed for the year but I am sure we are at #6) and a runny nose and a getting better cough. En has had a hoarse cough and cry for a few days but no real other symptom.

On Saturday I tried to get an appointment with the after hours for him and I got a snippy nurse on the phone instead. It was my first ever bad taste with this medical group but it won't make me run out and change doctors. I mean it is pretty posh in my book to have office hours for regular appointments during the normal work day and then after hours during the week and on the weekend and the only exception being Christmas Day and they are closed. Now, let me say the after hours are just that for non well check ups. We have used after hours for ear infections, croup, virus', and even stitches in a toe and never have I been denied an appointment on the day I call (if I call during the week and they don't have an appointment I get an after care appointment) and if I call for after care I get an appointment even if it is the last appointment of the night to get stitches. I wouldn't be calling if I didn't want my kid to be seen. I let it fly. I was only going to be sure of myself.

So now....I must go. My 5 minutes of blogging fame is over for today. I will write when I can and maybe it won't be such a sporadic post. Ha!